Maruki’s serene expression faltered as Kou’s enraged words echoed through the hall. The roar of his accusations, filled with betrayal and fury, stabbed through the calm facade the lab seemed to demand of its main researcher. Maruki stood still for a moment, taking in the young man’s wrathful posture, the way his fists clenched as if ready to fight despite lacking any armor or weapon from the Metaverse.
The confusion mixed in with something almost like...pity but its not like Kou could see him from here.
When Kou called him a psychopath, Maruki’s brow knit in genuine confusion. His hands raised slightly in a gesture of peace, his voice steady but tinged with curiosity.
“Did you not come here of your own volition?” he tried to ask, tilting his head but they stop shortly from Kou snarling at his words, but Maruki didn’t press further. His expression shifted subtly, a shadow of doubt crossing his face. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. When they opened again, they glimmered faintly with an unnatural gold light.
"Azathoth," he murmured, his voice low and deliberate, as if summoning a presence.
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The confusion mixed in with something almost like...pity but its not like Kou could see him from here.
When Kou called him a psychopath, Maruki’s brow knit in genuine confusion. His hands raised slightly in a gesture of peace, his voice steady but tinged with curiosity.
“Did you not come here of your own volition?” he tried to ask, tilting his head but they stop shortly from Kou snarling at his words, but Maruki didn’t press further. His expression shifted subtly, a shadow of doubt crossing his face. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. When they opened again, they glimmered faintly with an unnatural gold light.
"Azathoth," he murmured, his voice low and deliberate, as if summoning a presence.