Death

[living_summoner]

When someone dies in Spira, their bodies become fiends, who prey on life out of spite. Envy. The lucky few are sent by the Summoner to the Farplane.

These commands, these rules...they are all facts.

I don't know aobut death in the sense of sending a friend. I'm... Mr. Reeve, forgive me....

Comments

[littleblackcait]

Yuna.... Don't apologize. Just take care of yourself, and look out for the little ones, and Vincent. And... thank you.

[living_summoner]

Mr. Reeve... I will, I promise... and don't thank me. It was my absolute pleasure...

[iron_countess]

Your fiends sound remarkably close to vampires and ghouls of my world. Regardless, not all humans turn into those, only the ones damned by their bite or afraid to die.

Mr. Reeve is a brave man, he won't forsake his humanity.

[living_summoner]

No, not all humans turn into fiends at home. But I... even the smallest of annoyance can spark rage.

I know. I just wish he didn't...I...

[tinyflyer]

I don't understand...

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[living_summoner]

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Private//Nana

[living_summoner]

Mr. Reeve is a brave man, Nana. He is trying to help everyone find their way back home by figuring out how Vertere works. But...you aren't allowed to do that here, Nana. It's forbidden...and...he...

Private//Yuna

[tinyflyer]

Is he going to be okay?