"Dude, you suck ass!" Elegy kept blasting Seebe with insults, "How are you this bad!?"
"More like how are you this good!" Seebe seethed with anger, tightly grabbing hold of the controller, "You don't even know what a GS5 is, much less Mortal Wombat!"
"I don't really understand what the point of the game is, but I like how brutal the deaths are." I pointed out as I watched them from the sidelines, "Still, that's pretty insane technology. I have no doubts in my mind that you're from the future now."
"Gah, fuck this game!" Seebe tossed the controller away before calming down, "Hm? Well, I guess if neither of you have ever seen a GS5, then that's probably the case. You must be hundreds of years away from my time."
"Hm? No, I know what a TV is, though." I pointed to it.
"The screen?" Elegy tilted his head.
Guess he doesn't know what even that is. So Elegy's the oldest out of us, but surprisingly, it seems Seebe and I aren't that far away. Shame, it means Elegy and I could've never met as humans. As for Seebe though, it might still be possible.
"Alright, we done here?" I lifted both of them back on their feet, "There's nothing here but pillows and techno-games."
"You mean video games?" Seebe raised an Eyebrow.
"Yeah, that. Point is, no clothes here." I said as I twirled around in place, "Well, if you guys don't want me to make pillow casing robes for you as well, that is."
"We'll pass." They both banished the thought.
As such, we quickly left the house to go to our next and hopefully final destination—My home. Seebe said his place wasn't that far away from our own, but he was totally leading us on. Don't get me wrong, he's not that far away, but it definitely would've made more sense for us to go to my house after Elegy's. Guess he was just eager to get his ass beat in Mortal Wombat.
"Phew, well, make yourselves at home." I showed them inside, "Right, to recap! Our goal is to find some proper clothes to wear so we don't have to walk around everywhere naked."
"Everyone else is doing it, though." Elegy pointed out.
"I don't care! It's indecent as hell!" I shot back, "We are NOT leaving until we find something for you two to put on! Even if it means tearing the walls apart!"
"Fine..."
They were oddly unenthusiastic about this. Is it really the case that they're just not interested in wearing clothes? They've gotta be kidding...
"Hey, I found this." Elegy called for us to come over.
"What is it?"
"A cool ass sword." He barely lifted it to show us.
"What the hell is that doing in a girl's house!?" I jolted, "Leave it. Come on, continue looking around."
"You sure? It looks pretty cool." He shrugged, "Hey, if you don't want it, I can..."
"No!" I took it from him, carefully placing it back on a wall rack, "It's in my house, so it's mine!"
"Oh come on, we might need it to defend ourselves!" He sighed.
"...The sword stays." I replied, "It just feels wrong to give it away."
"Hrm..."
For that moment, the air around us grew awkward, not to mention painfully silent. Elegy really wanted that sword, I could tell from his tone, but something about it... I feel like this sword must've meant a lot for me in the past. Maybe I was a warrior maiden as a human? Still, if it meant so much, why was it hidden away under a ton of trash?
"Guys, there's something here." Seebe called out to us once he found a small note, "Looks like... Yikes."
"What is it?" I peeked over his shoulder, "Oh God..."
A suicide note. What the hell? That's a sudden change in mood. Wait, was I perhaps in a bad place as a human? This, then the sword... None of this is making any sense.
"Wait, that's good!" Elegy yanked it out of Seebe's hands before skimming through it, "If it's yours, then surely you would've signed it at the end, no?"
"How is that the first thing you thought of?" Seebe grunted.
"Duh, 'cause it'll get us one step closer to figuring out who we were." He rolled his Eyes before reading it out loud, "Dear mom and dad, I'm sorry I was a horrible person, yadda yadda yadda..."
"Wait, don't just go yadda yadda!" I yelled, "Who the hell does that for a suicide note!?"
"Unimportant, you're already dead, aren't you!?" He shot back without remorse, "Ahem, where was I? Tell my dear daughter that her lousy good for nothing father isn't gonna be coming back this time. To my sisters, I leave behind the sword that will most probably have to be taken out of my carcass. Sell it, keep it, I honestly couldn't care. It's given me nothing but grief and loss, and at times I wish father would have never bestowed it upon me."
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"This... doesn't sound like a suicide note at all." I shook my head slowly, "It reads more like a sort of final goodbye."
"...It's time for me to go." Elegy bit his tongue as he finished reading the letter, "Yours truly... C."
"...C?" I cocked my head back.
"Megan, you know what this means, right?" Seebe glanced back with a pitying gaze, "You... You were a man in your past life."
"No, you moron! It's not hers!" Elegy lashed out.
How in the world did he come up with such a conclusion? Seebe really deserved more disgraceful fatalities when he and Elegy played that fighting game. I was a man, he says... The nerve!
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"It's so obviously not a note from me." I sighed, "But it does hold great importance, since it's inside my house. I might've been this person family member or lover."
"In that case, that sword is also..." Elegy glanced behind him at the wall.
We were all reminded of the bone-chilling sentence this person wrote in his note. "I leave behind the sword that will most probably have to be taken out of my carcass." If that's the case, then maybe propping it up so proudly on display might not be as respectful as I had originally thought it to be...
"Wait, if he left it to his sisters, and you kept the sword..." Seebe figured, "Then wouldn't that make him your brother?"
"It's probably the case, but nothing is for certain just yet." I thought, "C... Whoever this person was, I hope he didn't die shortly after he wrote this letter. The way he talked made it sound like he had a lot of regrets."
"Regrets..." Elegy muttered.
"Dude, you good?" Seebe waved his hand over his face.
"Hm? A-Ah, yeah, let's continue searching." He hastily started rummaging through the rest of the trash in the house, "If we're lucky, we might find something else that's useful!"
"...Well, you heard the man." Seebe turned to me with a shrug, "Let's continue at this pace."
"Yeah."
For the next hour or so spent searching, we didn't so much as say a word to each other. It wasn't like we had anything to say, and this was practically all my house had to offer in terms of useful info. That being the case, we did find a Red scarf on the ground that Seebe insisted on wearing.
"Dude, you somehow look more naked." Elegy dissed.
"Yeah, it's like when you wear only socks." I looked away, "It just feels like you're stating "Hey everyone! Look, I'm not wearing anything else!" "
"You guys just don't get fashion." Seebe crossed his arms and pouted, "This scarf would go perfectly when paired with an all black suit. Until then, though, I'll just equip what I have."
"Dude, what?" Elegy groaned.
"Hm?"
"Equip? It's not a piece of armor, dammit!"
"It is to me!" Seebe hugged the scar, rubbing it against his face lecherously, "This is destiny that we found each other! The scarf, it called to me, and I answered the call!"
"Please, take it away from him." Elegy instructed me before going to the other room to continue searching.
"Nah, I don't even wanna touch it with a stick, much less my own hands." I backed off, "He's successfully tainted it."
"Heheh! Like a dog pissing to mark his territory!" Seebe laughed villainously, "Thanks for this, Megan!"
"Y-Your welcome..."
"Guys! I found it!" Elegy's voice rang out from the other room, "Her name! Megan's name is "
My name? Wait, but we already searched that room, though? Gasp, could it be? Was there a hidden compartment somewhere? Heh, nah, more like we just missed it.
"Well go on, then! Don't keep us in suspense!" Seebe turned the corner only to scream the moment he looked at Elegy's face.
"What?! What happened!?" I tried entering, but Seebe's hunched over body blocked the way, "Seebe, move!"
Quietly, he trudged inside with but a few short steps. I ran through the doorframe, or at least I should've, but his body turned a full 180 degrees in the blink of an Eye, revealing a terrifying goat skull in place of his own face. I had less than a second to see Elegy's face was the same from my peripheral vision. I wanted to run away, but my body refused to move. Something behind them called out to me.
"Sleep now, child. The White Monster beckons thee..."
"No, plea "
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"...Whuh?" I woke up in a Yellowish room littered with toys, "My body's still White, so it must've been a dream. Ack, my face hurts..."
Walking over to the mirror, I took a long hard look at my own body. I had on a poorly cut out baby Blue crop top and what I imagine is supposed to be a skirt. Really, whoever made this must be one lousy tailor... Regardless, I took my time exploring the house I was in. Unlike the bedroom, the rest of the house was pretty tidy.
"Mn, something smells nice!" I felt the warm, savory scent wafting through the air, "Hey, it's coming from the kitchen!"
At the kitchen counter stood a man with a Red scarf on. He was making breakfast, or at least I thought he was, but the pan was empty even though the smell was so good.
"Hm? Oh good, you're awake. I thought you were dead." He smiled.
"Sorry, who are you?"
"You ask that as if I'd know my own name." He chuckled, "Well, my initials are S.B, so call me something based on that, Migu."
"Migu?" I furrowed my brows.
"Yeah, M.G." He pointed to my hands, "Says so right there. I woke up in this house, splayed on the floor with you in a similar predicament. I carried you off to the bed, and while I was at it, I took the liberty of giving you that name."
"Oh, thanks... Sab." I chuckled bashfully, "So, what's cooking?"
"Mn? Oh, nothing actually." He lifted the pan up, "The pan just smells like food when you put it on the stove. I know, weird right?"
"That is indeed weird... Ah, by the way, thanks for cleaning the house up." I looked around, "Now I know why the bedroom was the only thing left untidy, you probably just didn't wanna wake me up."
"Hmm, no. I didn't touch anything but the pan." He shook his head, "It was like this when I woke up. By the way, what even is this place?"
"Beats me. I imagine one of the estates the Gods promised us." I shrugged, "Let's go check outside."
"Ah, so he told you too?" Sab smiled, "Honestly, a house, a stylish scarf, and a nice smelling pan. The Gods really know how to treat their people right."
"Heh, you got that right." I chuckled, "Even these raggedy clothes. They really outdid themselves with the top, haha."
"Hold it, Migu!" He stopped me once I walked out of the front door, "Y-Your back..."
"My back?" I checked the reflection of his Eyes, "W-Whoa, am I imagining this...?"
"Golden spine..." He gawked, "Epic."