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rainbowmaster[He was going to be mad.
That was the first thought that ran through Johan's head when he finally managed to pry his eyes open.
There was some sort of murkiness that clouded his mind, making him forget just what has happened to him. He laid there on the grass at first, teal eyes blurred with disorientation as he tried to figure out - tried to remember - what exactly happened to him.
Nothing came to mind.
But there's a face that did, and it's that face that has Johan scrambling to get up to his feet. Something squeezed his heart, almost bringing forth tears that he desperately keeps back. Right now, he had to check on them - all of them. Memories of the friends he's made, memories of those he left behind--
Tatara.
Johan sprinted to the older man's temple. Was he still here? Was he still a god?
He hopes he didn't cry.
It doesn't take him very long to make it to the temple, slowing down at the familiar sight of it, but Johan couldn't bring himself to get closer. What if Tatara yelled at him for being gone like that? What if he had moved on?
Johan shifts a bit, ignoring Rainbow Dragon's crooning as he stares uneasily at the temple. Swallowing thickly, he takes a deep breath and approaches the temple cautiously.]
...Tatara.
That was the first thought that ran through Johan's head when he finally managed to pry his eyes open.
There was some sort of murkiness that clouded his mind, making him forget just what has happened to him. He laid there on the grass at first, teal eyes blurred with disorientation as he tried to figure out - tried to remember - what exactly happened to him.
Nothing came to mind.
But there's a face that did, and it's that face that has Johan scrambling to get up to his feet. Something squeezed his heart, almost bringing forth tears that he desperately keeps back. Right now, he had to check on them - all of them. Memories of the friends he's made, memories of those he left behind--
Tatara.
Johan sprinted to the older man's temple. Was he still here? Was he still a god?
He hopes he didn't cry.
It doesn't take him very long to make it to the temple, slowing down at the familiar sight of it, but Johan couldn't bring himself to get closer. What if Tatara yelled at him for being gone like that? What if he had moved on?
Johan shifts a bit, ignoring Rainbow Dragon's crooning as he stares uneasily at the temple. Swallowing thickly, he takes a deep breath and approaches the temple cautiously.]
...Tatara.
