[narrations + overflow]

[darkinferno]

[A collection of narration bits that don't belong anywhere else from Dante/Riku's time in Recollé.]

[Or, a personal overflow.]

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[darkinferno]

You're telling me. But after a while you learn to roll with it.

[For the most part. He still has to stop in disbelief every once in a while, just because this can't be for real, but if someone had told him he'd be fighting giant bugs with some sort of magic sword that just appeared in his hand when he needed it, that he'd be able to use some other sort of magic to slide through the air like a surfer or that he'd know people who remembered healing or could shoot lightning from their fingers...

There's been a lot that's happened since February, that's for certain.

At Aria's question, Dante nods.]

Yeah. I don't know how I know that's its name, but...

[He turns his hand over, palm up, concentrating for a moment--and it appears in his hand again, the same dark energy twining around it as it comes out of the dark.]

I just know.

As long as I've got this, I'll be fine.