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[It's so bad now that Luke feels like he can barely get out of bed except for necessary needs. It's... honestly kind of strange. Sure, he's scared, and sure, he hates having to lay here and just wait for it to happen, despite writing and drawing to pass the time. But he isn't quite as terrified as he was just a month ago.

It's like he's accepted that this is happening in a quiet, somber sort of way.

There's pain every day, he's tired every day, he's thin and pale and looks as if he's just wasting away, as if he's all that's left after tiny pieces of himself slowly just... faded away. Even his hair seemed not quite as full as it ought to be.

He hated it, yes. But it's happening. And he's close to fading away completely, he knows that. Maybe that's why he's mostly okay with this. It can finally be over.

He'd only flipped through the journal to keep track of everyone. Now, though, he can't help being morbidly curious, in a way. So, making sure that he himself is out of sight, he writes slowly to the masses.]

If someone told you that you didn't have much longer to live, what would you do about it? What would you do with the last days of your life?

[It's a question that could be asked even by a curious healthy person, something to get people to think. He can think of it that way, and get answers that he might just need because of it.]

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[drawnbythesword]

I... [The topic of death is something Asbel's become familiar with. He knows it's an inevitability for everyone at some point.]

...I'd live my life to the fullest up until that final moment. I wouldn't want to waste the precious time I have left. And... Above all, I'd want to leave behind some sort of legacy. As long as the way I lived has impacted at least one person, I'd be happy. [He didn't exactly answer the question.]

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A legacy, huh...

[Though to Luke, leaving a legacy means to have children. Not that he's against it or anything; it just always takes him a moment to realize that it could have more than one meaning.]

I think... I'd like that, too. Just to know that I impacted someone - in a good way. [Lord knows he's already done enough negative things back on his world.]

[drawnbythesword]

Yeah. As long as someone remembers you, you're never truly gone.

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[He'd like to argue that - Someone may remember you, sure, but you yourself wouldn't know it. Your future is just... gone.

But thinking of it just makes him even more aware of how much longer he has left, so he keeps it inside. It scares him to think about.]

But memories fade away after a while... right?

[drawnbythesword]

No. [Memories are something Asbel feels very strongly on.]

The strength of a memory might fade over time, but it's never truly gone, as long as you want to remember it.

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Your memories shape you and make you who you are...

[He smiles faintly from beyond the journal.] Someone told me something like that once. She's really smart... way smarter than I am.

wow Kukki way to tag back late

[drawnbythesword]

[Memories shape and make you who you are... Yeah, that's a good way to put it...]

Really? Who was it?

I-I know right...!

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[... ... ... 8| Unsure if he should say it in front of Asbel, but. At least he's now in safeish territory.]

Tear did, actually.

[drawnbythesword]

[Hey man, hey, Asbel's past that point in his relationship with Tear. He's got his own girl. You keep an eye on Frey instead. |8]

Ah... ...Yeah, I agree. She's really smart, about a lot of things.

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[Hence why he's safeish, his attention is off of Asbel now. But let him have his moments of suspicion. 8|]

She really is... She taught me a lot of stuff, even though I was too dumb to listen most of the time. [He gives a light snort.] I should try apologizing sometime.

[drawnbythesword]

I don't know, Tear doesn't really strike me at the type who'd accept apologies. At least based on what I know about her. [It's not like he was AU-married to her or anything.]

I think she'd appreciate it more if you showed her that you're a better person because of her.

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... I think she already knows that. Probably wouldn't hurt to keep showing her, though.

[... This does not mean he'll shave his head in front of her or anything.]

Man, I used to be awful. But I've really changed because of her... because of a lot of things, really.

[drawnbythesword]

Maybe you could get her a gift, then!

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Oh, hey, that sounds like a good idea... What kind do you think I should get? Maybe flowers, or... No, flowers are weird. [More like too romantic.]

[drawnbythesword]

Can you make anything?

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... I can cook? Sort of?

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What can you cook?

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... Stuff? I've gotten pretty good at a lot of things, so...

[drawnbythesword]

What does she like, then?

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I know she likes apples... Maybe some apple pie? Pie's kind of hard for me, though...

[drawnbythesword]

Maybe not apple pie, then... [Asbel muses to himself about what could possibly be made for Tear with apples.]

Apple strudels, maybe? Or a baked apple... ...Caramel apples? Or... Ah! Apple curry!

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Apple curry? [He usually identifies curry with being like... spicy. And meaty.] You can make that?

[drawnbythesword]

Yeah. I didn't really expect anything like it, either, but... It actually was pretty good. [Even if he's sure whoever made it had to have done it on accident.]