;_; They were the two people who loved Wolfwood after all.

Wow. This is really sad, and well done.

Awwwwwwww this is SO. SAD. I love the voice and the way it flows so easily. Dialogue is great, too.
Sweet job!

OMG, how is it possible I hadn't read that until now?! The regret cuts deep, I tell you, because this is brilliant...

"You could say that my battery ran down," - this is so Vash xD

"There's something horrible and perverted in the fact of his taking up Nicholas's mantle, and yet beautiful and noble too." - Spot on; the idea of Vash in Wolfwoods clothes and everything is brilliant; bittersweet but very IC.

"Trading red for black,[...] One form of slavery for another. When will you just learn to be yourself?" - Very IC observation; sums everything up and is yet such a painful thought that it makes one cringe in sympathy...

"And right up to the end, I kept deluding myself into thinking that when this was all over he and I could go live somewhere together, create our own Eden. I didn't realize that he was already dying, little by little, every single day. That day he fought Livio, I... I never even told him how I felt." *cries* Dammit Vash, why didn't you just - augh :/ I can really imagine Vash having thought exactly that and then regretting it when it was too late already.

""I'm chasing the dust trails of a man long gone." - Ouch. So IC. And soo painful... great sentence though.

The idea of Millie and Vash meeting in a bar after everything's long since over and especially the idea of Vash dressing up like Wolfwood because he doesn't know how else to hold unto him, how else to stand the loneliness is both highly creative and a sad as well as believable incident. The fact that Millie actually mistakes him for the priest's ghost ads both a painful reality and the atmosphere of an old but still painful memory to everything. And the last line - ouch, hurts in the very best ways.

Both the characterization and the atmosphere are really great here. And I can't say it enough, the idea of Vash imitating Wolfwoods appearance, even working as a priest... it's so brilliant, I could so see this happening. And now I'm out of words, I'm sorry... there are a million thoughts about this in my head right now, but none are really coherent but one: Please, PLEASE keep on writing such awesome (Trigun) stories!

Beautiful. Utterly beautiful and tragic, just as his death was. You grasped it perfectly, and you made tears form in the corners of my eyes. Well-written and heartwrenching, my friend, a job well done.

Have a lovely day, dearie. -

Crimson

FUCK

RIGHT IN THE FEELS

OH.

DEAR.

COHERENCE, CELESTE. COHERENCE.

Ahem.

You are a beautiful person and I love you. This fic is also heartwrenching and feels like it would fit in the manga without countering any canonity at ALL. That's how in-character it is, and bwuhhhh the tears they are not stopping

Celeste

(I wish I could'a come up with something more constructive, butbutbut...)

Oh. My. GOD.

That was terrifyingly possible. This idea of clinging to the people who represent the aspect of Vash's ideology...man... So insightful. Could have easily named this Trading Red for Black.

I am stunned by this story. Not a huge believer in VW, but they definitely had a unique bond, and at a certain point, when you're not even really human, does gender really even matter?

Man, I'd leave a more coherent review, but you've gone and shocked this old Bink here with so much sadness and insight to form anything very intelligible. Really sad, but really good.

Goddamn, that was sad. I'd like to think Vash eventually got a happier ending than this, but the bleakness certainly does match the general atmosphere of the manga. I like that you took a moment to paint what sort of world No Man's Land became after the arrival of the Earth troops. There's a sense of optimism in the fact that a lot of people set out to free the Plants upon realizing that they're sentient creatures. Wonder how Knives would react to that. Oh, and I can definitely see Meryl picking up a job that would allow her to secretly look for Vash. That's just such a Meryl thing to do.

Milly is adorable. You gave her a lot of depth without compromising her usual straightforward view of the world. I'm personally not a huge fan of W/V in a romantic context, but, romance or no, Wolfwood definitely was the strongest presence in Vash's life since Rem. Well, at least out of all the people we got to see in the manga. Getting over his death couldn't have been easy. The line where Milly asks Vash when he'll learn to be himself is spot on. After all, we never really see manga Vash throwing away his coat and deciding to live by his own words, do we?

In summation, I really enjoyed this!