deadline | miles edgeworth ✔️

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Five Years.

It's been five Years since I last saw you, [Y/n].

Curse this, why did I chose to go on a journey alone?!

If I hadn't, she would still be here with me.

She would still be beside me.

She...

The day when Edgeworth was free from all guilt, you and he went on a walk in the park, and he confessed to you there.

The next day, he left a letter on his desk with the words, "Edgeworth chose death."

Not only that, he left a handwritten letter for you, it wrote,

"Dear [Y/n],

                  How do I put this. I didn't die, don't worry. The old Edgeworth is dead. I am going on a self-reflection journey to learn to better myself. I'm sorry I didn't bring you along. I promise I will come back and find you. So stay and wait for me, I won't take too long.

Miles Edgeworth"

He kept his promise this time. He came back to find you.

To find your lifeless body in the coffin.

These weren't supposed to happen, he was supposed to come back as a better person, to be a better boyfriend for you.

He was supposed to give you a happy ending and to love you.

He was supposed to grow old with you.

He was supposed to be there for you.

How could you?

How could you leave him like this?

How could you leave him alone and hopeless?

How could you make him feel the loneliness again?

How could you die with regrets?

How you wish you could see him once again.

It's been five years since he last saw you.

And it's been five years of regrets.

If only he didn't choose to leave.

If only he stayed with you.

Then nothing would have happened to you.

You wouldn't have had to be a victim.

But ultimately, it's fate.

In the end, we're all hopeless creatures who live in a world of fate.

Just like that, you came and go like a deadline.

Like a one week homework assignment given to the students by the teachers.

You were given to him as a partner, and claimed back like nothing has happened.

It's as if you had a due date on you.

Good things don't last, if not properly cherished.

Guess you were just the unlucky one.

After all, you had a deadline.

...wouldn't be dead.