The helios had fallen into slumber the moment they gathered underneath the amber gleam of lamppost. Letheris’ Asa arrived first to hand out warm drinks to everyone. Houndric’s Haum rubbed her hands together to keep herself warm, while Lavoiré’s Sui let out a small chuckle, enjoying the cool breeze. On the other side, Reedwart’s Anxin and Scenier’s Anxin carried lantern-shaped flashlights then took a picture there. The peaceful roads seemed endless, so Clyborne’s Dohee pointed toward the riverside path and suggested that they follow it.

As they began their walk, Bellinors’ Ryul and Liu’s Ryul started throwing jokes around that the others found rather silly. Schäfer’s Jihoon gave amused reactions, as though he wanted to begin a joke battle. But Thimblëa’s Jiwoo and Stahlbaum’s Jiwoo hushed them, wanting to film a night vlog. Meanwhile, Norvein’s Ohyul pulled his digicam out to capture both them and the scenery. Behind, Wendissle’s Eunchae and Meirhart’s Eunchae talked about how the night air carried the fragrance of rain-soaked plants.

A few steps ahead, Shardwhyte’s Hanjin tried to wander close to the water’s edge, with Leutwin’s Woonhak following behind while holding a late-night snack. Afterward, they chose to remain there for a while, enjoying the occasional moment wrapped in serene. By the time they finally headed home, the helios was still in deep slumber, but the remembrance of their quiet night walk would linger far beyond dawn.

#RIIZEGoDance.

  
ㅤ ㅤ 𝘾𝙔𝘾𝙇𝙀 6.15 ; log sealed within the devil-hunter records of @GhostOfMorthen, @TheVisnja, @Roesjad ── the contract still stands, unbroken and etched deep beneath skin and silence, its pulse steady like a chainsaw idling in the dark low, patient, waiting. Through restless nights that refuse to end and devils that wander without name, your presence 切り続ける cutting forward, relentless, unyielding, loud against the hollow quiet that tries to swallow it whole.

Each step you take carves something new into the void, a mark that refuses to fade even when the world dulls its edges. Doubt lingers like smoke, but never enough to choke the fire that keeps burning within. May the next chapter run just as fierce untouched by doubt, untouched by the echoes that try to pull you back into stillness. ㉂

𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥, @NorveinSibs.