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Joshua Joestar


Corvo is a mysterious man with an even more mysterious past. After waking up in his own grave, dressed in a jacket bearing the old world's flag, he sets out across a strange world shrouded in mystery. Armed with nothing more than an old gun and a picture of a girl, he sets out looking for answers, safety, and a girl. Though not all will be easy, as the Hush is known for clinging to it's inhabitants once they cross the dome. Finding it is the easy part. It's letting go that takes time.


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Session 0: Mirror Dreams

They could hardly believe their eyes. Wide with anxiety and disbelief, Lily’s eyes glue themselves to the barrier, as if trying to make sure that what she was seeing was really, truly there. “I-It can’t be”, she murmured to herself. Corvo, taking a puff from his worn corn pipe, opened his hand and glared at the identification cards that he had carried for so long. They were old and torn, but they were their only hope of ending this nightmare. Corvo looked at the barrier. To him, it appeared to span infinitely. A never ending ring of crimson that stretches for farther than the mind could even begin to comprehend, made up of hexagonal patterns. A warning to anyone who approaches. “So this is it”, Corvo said to his companion. “We’re finally here.”

Lily smiled at him, though it wasn’t enough to hide her worry. Corvo understood. He saw this and sat himself on a boulder, next to where her wheelchair rested. “Don't worry. I’ll go first.”

Lily shook her head. “You know what will happen if those things don’t work.”

Sighing with a nod, Corvo reached his hands behind his head, removing the back strap from his half faced gas mask. “Yea, I do. I know all about these things.”

He looked to the barrier and back to her. “So I’ll go first.”

Lily was silent as she tried to fight against her own emotions. With watery eyes, she looked up at Corvo and shifted in her wheelchair. She muttered something, too quiet for Corvo to pick up.

“I didn’t catch that.”, he told her.

And for a brief moment, she stayed quiet and looked down at her legs as silently tears began to fall onto her lap, staining her scarred legs with the red hue of sorrow that flows from the eyes of one who has lived long past their lifespan. This was an emotional moment for her. One that was put in motion long, long ago. It was at this moment that she found herself a bit choked up. She took a moment to collect herself, while Corvo waited, silently.

“I-If you cross that barrier”, she said, trying to keep the octave of her voice consistent as consistent as a crying girl could. “What if the cards don't work?"

At this thought, she began to cry once more. The thought was too much for her to bear. Corvo, sensing her pain, leaned in and put his arms around her.

For what felt to them like an eternity, they sat in silence. They had said more than enough. After a while, Corvo let go of her and they both sat on the warm sand.

“You’ve been with me for a long time, Lil.”, he told her with a smile, a rare thing for Corvo.

“Longer than most people live.”, she added.

There was silence again as Corvo thought of her. They had crossed paths long ago and had been together ever since. He enjoyed thinking about how long they've been together.

He removed his shades and tucked them away into his jacket. This too, was a rare thing for Corvo to do. “I’ve only ever seen others with red eyes. Before I met you, at least.”

Corvo moved himself closer to her and put his arm around her. “Purple eyes”, he laughed to himself. “That’s how I knew you were special when we met.”

She gave a half-smile and wiped the tears from her eyes, only to replace them. “You know I’m not the only one with different colored eyes. Even your eyes are different.”

Corvo removed his shades from his jacket and slid them back over his eyes. “Mine aren’t as enchanting. Besides, there’s other reasons for that.”
Once more, she gave him a half-assed-smile. “Corvo?”

“Yes?”

“Thank you.”

“What for?”

Lily looked down at her legs and frowned as she ran her hands over the large, red scars that coated her legs like the stripes of a zebra.

“These scars cover most of my body, Corvo.”

She stopped for a moment, staring at her forearm, as if she was reliving something. “I guess what I’m trying to say is-”

“Quiet, Lily.”, he said, cutting her off from her heartfelt words. “I know what you’re going to say.”

“Lily”, he said as he took her hand into his own. “You're still as beautiful as the day we met. Don't forget about the night we spent in Copenhagen...", he said with a wink and a lewd tongue gesture.

Lily didn’t appear convinced, though. “But I can’t even walk, Corvo. Aren’t I a burden?”

Corvo didn’t speak for a moment. In fact, he didn’t say anything for the entire duration that it took him to fill and relight the herbs in his pipe, though he did so swiftly and elegantly. Sticking the pipe in his mouth, he withdrew a silver plated lighter with a bullet shaped dent in the side of it. Lighting it, he let the smoke fill his lungs before puffing it into the hot atmosphere. It was evening time, and the sun was setting. The best time of day to smoke, in Corvo’s opinion. He watched the thick, orange clouds pass overhead as they disappeared into the blueish-green hue of the irradiated sky. The dry and dead earth around them appeared for once, completely silent. It was as if the world itself had went silent, out of respect for the border crossers.

Corvo took another breath from his pipe.

“You know what my answer will be, Lil.”

She gave a sad smile. “I know.”

There was silence for a moment before Corvo spoke.

“Do you wanna cross it together?”

Lily thought for a moment before answering.

“Corvo?”

“Yea?”

“Will you hold me?”

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