considering places, maybe? ( makai ouji. )

[72demons]

Still trying to decide what to do with me, hm? I'm a very complicated person, I suppose. All these motives you don't understand yet.

.. No, don't be silly, I'm joking. You can easily take me within the first years of my rule and sidestep that business of my death and Dantalion's part in it altogether. Isn't that nice? I can't promise I'll be happy, but I do smile beautifully, don't I? And I suppose I shall be alone where I go. Not a king, not a wise man, not a prisoner. Not God's favored or Lucifer's beloved or master of anyone or anything at all.

It might be nice to be ordinary. To simply.. forget. Everything. And if I must question my scars, I can certainly make up interesting stories for them.

No, no. It's not that. It's not at all that I don't love them, I do. I love every one of them so very dearly. It's only that.. I might try my hand at forgetting that all these cracks and chipped places are here. Little bits and pieces of me just crumbling off like badly made pottery. I am so very tired of being a cup that cannot hold water.

I'm simply.. tired. So let's try something else. 'King Solomon' is wearying to the ear.

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[sytry]

... Is forgetting everything something you want? And to just be ... normal?

[72demons]

Oh, Sitri. I simply feel very far away, somehow.

[sytry]

And there's no reason for that? You're always close to me though.

[72demons]

There are a lot of reasons for my strangeness. [ he twines fingers through his hair, leaning down to press a kiss to the top of his head. ] Will you forget me one day? In thousands and thousands of years, will you even remember my name..?

[sytry]

[ this startles him and makes sitri's eyes widen, but he relax and leans his head into Solomon's hand. ] I'll never forget you. It doesn't matter how much time has passed, you'll always be someone I remember.

... Why do you suggest such a thing?

[72demons]

Perhaps I should be forgotten. [ he cups his face in both hands, stroking his thumbs over his cheekbones tenderly. ] It's only fair, isn't it? If I forget. I don't want to, not really, but..

[sytry]

But what? I don't believe anyone should forget you... you speak as if this is a burden to you, but is it not what you wanted?