Beyond the beaten path lies the absolute end. It matters not who you are. Death awaits you.

For 10 years, the boy known to many as Makoto Yuki and fewer as Minato Arisato and even fewer as both The Prince and The Incarcerator has lived without anything but a long list of curses. He watched as people died and did nothing. The boy grew to care about nothing more than either himself or his only friend. That is, until a certain someone forces their way into his life...

Minato's sword dropped onto the top floor of Tartarus. His salvation wasn't with Nyarlathotep, no more… Elizabeth was his salvation, his messiah. [My take on P3: Fallen Messiah by Nightlyy, Chapter 71: Fall of Man]

Tartarus. School. Friends. Dark Hour. Put that at the back of your head and come here, show some love because this might be our last day together. Let's make it one to remember if it is.

The Gods had Minato staring down into an abyss for as long as he could remember. He does not know if the darkness stares back, if it calls him in or if he, himself is the abyss staring up, reaching out for the light beyond. Will he be helped up by someone who shares the curse or will he be drowned by the Gods who had robbed him of his humanity and life?

You are smashed to pieces and scattered like a broken mirror on the ground. Never to be whole again. It takes a piece of you each time. I give a piece of myself each time. I must. Rated M for lemons and other themes.

What if Nyarlathotep had chosen Tatsuya that day instead of Jun? The new champion of Nyarlathotep goes on a murderous warpath, leaving old, current and future persona users groveling next to his feet. The sun had fallen and there was no light left in the worlds. (DROPPED)

It sounded too good to be true. Alas, it was a fairy tale. I now knew first hand the suffering it brought, the pain and exhausted it forced, the hopeless and impossibility it dawned on your head. Stupidity is my only answer. Stupidity and love.

Tired of being in a cage where you are in a death match against the clock? Every time you try to escape, it drags you right back inside, where you have to deal with the constant tick and tock. You hate it, huh? "Befriend the clock", I say. See if they handle the pressure when time and the messiah are not on their side. The so called new 'messiah' won't do a damn thing, I promise.