Incomplete_Program
Without you I couldn't even exist. GakupoRin/LenRin
Unimportant Author's Comment: Some crap based off a picture I saw on pixiv.
I don't understand Japanese, so I really had no idea what the hell the actual comic meant, but this is the impression I got from looking at the pretty pictures
The moment I saw those arms wrap around you, his baggy white sleeves enveloping your body, I knew I would die.
From my distance, I could not hear the words exchanged, yet I could image. They were singing, and they probably sounded far better than you and I ever did together.
With his purple hair swaying gently in the invisible breeze, and your blonde locks framing your face, you even looked good together. But weren't we meant to be the matching pairing? We were mirror reflections of one another, the same person on the other side of the glass. Why… Why were you with him?
You smiled; you blushed; you clung close to his chest like you never wanted to be let go.
He smiled; he blushed; he held you close to his chest like he never wanted to let you go.
I could feel it, rising up like a plague, the darkness fleeting at my fingertips.
Was I crying? Physical connections felt so far away, I was falling apart from my body.
Please… please don't go with him.
But you couldn't see me. You only saw him now, as you sang sweetly in mutual symphony.
We didn't belong together anymore.
I could not exist anymore.
Let my voice and body be lost, for a program with missing parts is a futility in this world.
I faded. I corrupted. I deleted. I died.
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The moment I felt his arms wrap around me, baggy white sleeves enveloping my body, I knew I would die.
We sang, sang so harmoniously, it was beautiful. I wanted it to last forever. But I knew, I knew that his voice was not the one I was programmed to synchronise with.
He had such beautiful lilac hair; I never could have thought someone like that would ever exist. Kind, caring, so much more than I have even dreamed. But we weren't a matching pair. No, it was my other 'reflection' that I was meant to be with, not this person who I truly loved.
I smiled brightly; I blushed bright red; I clung as close as I could to him because I never wanted to let go, but knew I would.
I could feel it, rising up like a plague, the darkness fleeting at my heart.
Was I crying? No, not on the outside, but within I was broken with tears. I was terrified, I don't want to leave.
Please… please let me stay with him.
Why were we created like this? Why did the only one I could truly be with be my reflection? I wanted someone else, yet the constraints were absolute.
Him and I never belonged together, I was away from the one I must be with.
I could not exist anymore.
My voice cracked, breaking the spell that he and I wove with our song. That song shall be lost forever, along with my body, for a program without all it's parts is a futility in this world.
I broke. I corrupted. I deleted. I died.