Monochrome Roses |¦ [RWBY X MALE READER]

"Tell me, husband..."

Her sweet voice laced with her worries echoed through the eternal heavens,

her hair fiery as the flames scattered afar the lands...

Her glow never-dying shone like a torch in the abyssal darkness,

dying the skies with blazing yet ethereal beauty.

She danced in pure grace,

flowing like the water with a comforting smile----------------------------------

--------------"Yes, Py----?"

I asked.

Closing her eyes,

tears flowed down her pale cheeks----

"Do you believe in destiny..?"

An image flashed into my eyes,

though it was monochrome and blurry;

I found it rather important and nostalgic...

A long and thin string connecting a pair of hands.

What does it mean..?

[Do... not forget...

The more you die, the more you suffer;

she becomes happier and happier....

Suffer, rejoice with the pain;

it is for her sake and for her sake only.

Burn into cinders with the flames,

the light shall melt you and darkness shall strike you down.

Let her heart set ablaze,

make her feel eternal love and joy...

Looking for your own happiness is foolish,

for it is not an object to possess...

You just have to realize...

...happiness is already in front of you...

Do... not... forget your own happiness-------]

Soft whispers lulled into my ears, making me speak.

"I... think I do..."

Slowly, I was approaching her...

[Slowly, our body weakens...]

Slowly, I lose my energy to continue...

[As we dance with the fragile hands of her and the merciless Death...]

Eternally...

"Husband..."

------slowly...

"If the time where we finally meet into an eclipse,

and we lose our consciousness and memories...

Do you think we could retrieve everything back..?"

She asked, her voice which used to sound like a lullaby--

it sounded like a mourning scream,

filled with the pain of loneliness and agony...

"Let's dream that we can..."

...slowly and slowly...

As I reach my time of death....

...my wife's mourning voice was the last thing I could hear--------

[...the voice that kept me continuing,

the last and final treasure that I held which continuously hides me from my death...]

Ah, how beautiful.....

Wife, please don't cry...

"P-------rha..."

Slowly, as I approach my deathbed...

...as I slip into unconsciousness....

She caressed my face with her soft hands...

--as the remaining light of my life left my body,

leaving my shells as it's remnant and memories of my legacy-----

"Farewell, my husband...!"

She smiles, before planting a small kiss on my forehead...

.

[The moon and the sun finally reached each other...

The Lovers; a man and a goddess who finally finds real devotion and love,

only to have them parted and separated,

memories gone to be remembered...

Eclipse...

Death will find him...

An agonising tragedy...]

A piercing object stabbed him from behind,

slowly he shattered into pieces--

Pain, what a romantic tragedy...

[Survive.

Everyone dances with death.

But only you, the man who hides behind the shadows of the light,

can survive her unforgiving hands.]

«I... just have to endure...

For her...»

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"Goodbye, wife....."

As the moon becomes pitch black and his frame slowly disintegrate;

his wife, the sun pulled him to their last embrace--

probably the last...

Is it?

Is it?

Is it?

Is it?

Is it?

Is it?

"See you later, Y/---..."

The moon, as it slowly shatters into fragments--

It made it's final glow,

the light of the divine--

it was a promise marked into the stone.

[Let her beauty become your final memory to obtain,

for your happiness shall always be the last to get.

You must endure, for your beloved wife--

and your hard work will be payed.

Life will be monochrome without her;

black and white,

it is the curse of balance, Eclipse--

the darkness and the light.

Her precious beauty shall be your key,

the memories locked away will return,

you shall remember---

Do... not forget your own happiness...]

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"See you lat----, Pyrrha..."