melone | this game will not have a happy ending.

[ it was unfortunate for shinji that becoming a witch of sorts did not come with an instruction manual. it was also most unfortunate that his two poor excuses for furniture were rather ambiguous in their fealty to him. they rarely bothered to explain things to shinji, much less in terms easy enough for him to understand. and even though it was their fault that shinji had turned out this way at all, you wouldn't be able to tell it from their behavior. in fact, it was difficult to discern whether or not they saw shinji as a fear inspiring charge or a fussy housecat.

possibly both.

it was easy for shinji to assume that he had become more powerful than those around him.
while he may be formidable, there were several loopholes in this arrangement that were just waiting to be exploited. like summoning, for instance. when one inherits a set of power like this, they automatically join a family. a legacy, rather. anything attached to this legacy? becomes attached to shinji.

which is how he appears in shirou's bathroom mirror, much to his surprise. ]

What the fuck, Shirou -- ?!

[ it was a tight squeeze, being pressed uncomfortably up against glass like this. not to mention that he and shirou weren't on the best of terms at this time. rather, the terms themselves were... fuzzy. and riddled with anger and maybe sexual tension. either way, shinji isn't cool with being here. it's with some effort that he manages to climb out of the mirror and topple directly onto shirou from that height.

he screams. how dignified. ]