Another day. Another moment. Ruins, ashes. The Dark Queen was dead.
Freya's rule over Regalia had been terminated; her deathlings eliminated.
Marisa knew she should have celebrated with the other rebels. She was happy, after all. But with that happiness came doubt. Doubt about her own contributions.
The Countess had never brought herself to fight a single battle. She kept all of her opinions to herself, never once daring to make a stand against the atrocities that had been committed. Cowardice.
But she had committed a few atrocities of her own. Marisa had helped plan out the crashing of Greygate. Her one and only contribution. She didn't even remember exactly why she helped with such an act, knowing people would die. For what? A single stand against the reign of the Deathlings? It was glaringly obvious that more loyalists than actual deathlings had died in that onslaught. What was it, only four-hundred deathlings? Compared to the thousand living beings murdered, that was nothing.
And besides. From what she had heard, all of the Deathlings had died with Freya. And rightfully so. So what did that make of the Greygate attack? All of the deathlings killed in that catastrophe would have died soon after anyways.
Consumed by her own thoughts, Marisa was mentally condemning herself of mindless murder. She buried her face in her palms, taking a deep breath.
There was no reversing what she had helped with. There was no use trying to redeem herself, especially when only Cecil Empolan knew she was one of the gang members behind the attack. Confiding in anyone else would not only break her façade of lies but likely get her executed.
Mari lifted her head from her palms, pulling her ginger hair away from her face. Now was not the time to cry. Now was the time to rest- Void, she hadn't gotten more than four hours of sleep in a day since the Greygate attack.
The next morning, Marisa Grimaldi would go back to celebrating and acting merry, as though nothing had happened. As though she wasn't a cowardly murderer.
Freya's rule over Regalia had been terminated; her deathlings eliminated.
Marisa knew she should have celebrated with the other rebels. She was happy, after all. But with that happiness came doubt. Doubt about her own contributions.
The Countess had never brought herself to fight a single battle. She kept all of her opinions to herself, never once daring to make a stand against the atrocities that had been committed. Cowardice.
But she had committed a few atrocities of her own. Marisa had helped plan out the crashing of Greygate. Her one and only contribution. She didn't even remember exactly why she helped with such an act, knowing people would die. For what? A single stand against the reign of the Deathlings? It was glaringly obvious that more loyalists than actual deathlings had died in that onslaught. What was it, only four-hundred deathlings? Compared to the thousand living beings murdered, that was nothing.
And besides. From what she had heard, all of the Deathlings had died with Freya. And rightfully so. So what did that make of the Greygate attack? All of the deathlings killed in that catastrophe would have died soon after anyways.
Consumed by her own thoughts, Marisa was mentally condemning herself of mindless murder. She buried her face in her palms, taking a deep breath.
There was no reversing what she had helped with. There was no use trying to redeem herself, especially when only Cecil Empolan knew she was one of the gang members behind the attack. Confiding in anyone else would not only break her façade of lies but likely get her executed.
Mari lifted her head from her palms, pulling her ginger hair away from her face. Now was not the time to cry. Now was the time to rest- Void, she hadn't gotten more than four hours of sleep in a day since the Greygate attack.
The next morning, Marisa Grimaldi would go back to celebrating and acting merry, as though nothing had happened. As though she wasn't a cowardly murderer.
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BELATED IC REACTION TO THE GREYGATE CRASH BCUZ I'VE FINALLY HAD 15 MINUTES TO WRITE THIS
BELATED IC REACTION TO THE GREYGATE CRASH BCUZ I'VE FINALLY HAD 15 MINUTES TO WRITE THIS
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