Stage 1 Of Grief All Over - Blog Posts

(Muse: Amelia Soul) (Coming for your feels tonight!) Wait this couldn't be... No this wasn't possible. Was what she had been told all those years ago really a lie? Well only one way to find out, Feeling Kamisha forming to sit on her shoulder to offer warmth and comfort as she approached the brunette. "Excuse me sweetheart your name wouldn't happen to be Rody Soul now would it?"

A stranger asking for his identity was a toss-up. It could be an old organization he worked under looking for trouble, or someone who found out how Rody contributed to defeating Humarise and just wanted to thank him.

Either way, his go-to response was as follows:

“Depends. Who’s asking?”

It was like he ran into a brick wall. His mind didn't know how to comprehend the person standing in front of him. There were so many thoughts but none at the same time as his breath caught in his throat.

Rody’s first thought was that the woman just happened to look eerily similar to his late mother... but that phoenix on her shoulder... No one else had that. There was no mistaking it.

But it couldn’t be her, right? She had passed soon after Lala was born. So she couldn’t possibly be standing in front of him. Was this someone else’s quirk? A sick trick being played on him? Was he finally going crazy after all those late-night shifts at the bar?

“You... I’m dreaming, aren’t I?”