Re: [THE END]
[. . . even before the worst starts, the adrenaline hits her like a wall, stealing her breath and banishing all perception of the dorm around them.
She's Ikki and she's Ikki and it's only some small thread of herself that keeps her own identity as she's submerged in the connection, deeper and more complete than any link she's formed with her regalia.
He doesn't scream, so she doesn't, at that first bite of glass through flesh. But the second time, as the feeling hits, as the connection . . . doesn't snap, but dies, pulling her into that place where time stops and breath stops and everything stops, where a grinning shadow waits just out of sight of eyes that can no longer see . . . ]