[ Remember him as he was, cruel world, for he was beautiful once and had a face that charmed the world!! Or so he would wish for it, if he could, but at this moment, any chances of that his face will not be destroyed are slim. He can only see darkness, it's coming for him and he wants to cry, for he never even got to fall in love or take the best picture and—
Oh, the light. He can see it.
Only when he finally has his vision clear, the sting of the jellyfish's latch onto his nose fading into his memory, or perhaps he's just becoming delirious, does he see the angels coming for him.
This one is particularly pretty and Prompto's eyes are wide as he blinks a few times and stares. ]
... you.
[ He murmurs, staring slack-jawed at the lovely girl he can now see. ]
Are you an angel? Wait, have I died?!
[ CAN he die again? He doesn't know, but if he's getting to see someone this cute, maybe it's not so bad. ]
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Oh, the light. He can see it.
Only when he finally has his vision clear, the sting of the jellyfish's latch onto his nose fading into his memory, or perhaps he's just becoming delirious, does he see the angels coming for him.
This one is particularly pretty and Prompto's eyes are wide as he blinks a few times and stares. ]
... you.
[ He murmurs, staring slack-jawed at the lovely girl he can now see. ]
Are you an angel? Wait, have I died?!
[ CAN he die again? He doesn't know, but if he's getting to see someone this cute, maybe it's not so bad. ]