User blog:Seieireppa/God Eater: Reverie for a Dying Star, chapter 3: Birthday


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 * 01/29/2181

Every once in a while I think back on how I became a God Eater.

Apparently, how it’s normally done—and how it was done in the old era—was they would slap a bracelet on your wrist that would let you control a God Arc, which would normally be way too heavy for a human to use. Since the God Arcs are part Aragami anyway, you need the bracelet to administer injections of something called Bias Factor, which would control the Aragami impulses from the God Arc.

Everyone in my group, each of the God Eaters, had one… one of those bracelets. Everyone except me, that is. When I picked up my father’s God Arc, I felt that pain, the pain of the Aragami part of the God Arc invading me… but that was it. I never felt any sort of impulse, a desire to kill, symptoms of Aragami transformation, the sorts of things they always said would happen to you if you picked up a God Arc without a bracelet.

To this day, no one has any idea why, either.

Today was my twenty-first birthday. Everyone in the group celebrated the occasion, or at least as much as could be called “celebration” in the current world. The son of the great fearless leader of this last group of humans living on this planet.

Ron was there, too, for the celebration. Ronald Wright, my best friend since childhood. He’d become a God Eater a few weeks after I had. Grabbed one of the spare bracelets we kept in storage and slapped it on. Said something like “wherever you go, I’ll go, too!” when he did it. Smiling through the pain. How like him.

But I digress. He approached me after the celebration and we shared a few words. In these chaotic times, conversations with Ron were a large part of what kept me sane. Reminded me that I still had a friend, another human who could share in my pain, whom I could relate to. I really did like him… not in that way, though. I don’t swing that way. He’s just… a really swell dude, and I wouldn’t give up this friendship for the world.

There’s a group of Aragami on the way, bunch of Vajra. I’ve gotta cut this recording short. Can’t leave them hanging… and I can’t let anyone else die. I’ve gotta do my part, after all. After all…


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