DAM:

@hckrgod

「Um… Master Luciel…??」 DAM’s avatar flicked onto his screen with a guilty look on his face, synthesised voice somehow conveying worry. 「I know you dislike being bothered in the middle of work, but you haven’t gotten up in several hours. I am… Concerned…」

focused , and yet not entirely part of reality. his mind often wandering to   what if   and    how can I solve this.    trying to fix things that seemed shattered, unable to piece the world back together. he wanted to   SAVE THEM ALL   and yet he might as well have been part of their destruction.   stress     filled the cracks of his mask, gluing the glass of SEVEN in it’s place. thumb and middle extending to rub his temples before his gaze lifted to the other.     how long had he been watching.   a forced smile, tug of lips as he leaned back in his chair stretching arms above his head.

                          ❛  ah ha! … has it really been that long , don’t worry I’ll take a break   soon. ❜