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[ You wake to a comfortable silence, warmth and softness surrounding you. The room is dim, but a little light comes into the room. Should you check, the room has an ornate clock that tells you it is still early-- only a few minutes after seven in the morning. Although it should be no difficult task to assess that this room is unfamiliar to you in every way; your last memories will be a bit herder to focus in on. But the haze will gradually lift and you will be left with a few simple facts.

This bed-- this room is not your own. Nor is it the last place you were.

You are not alone. There are at least two other people sleeping in beds like yours in this room.

Now that you are awake it is time to explore. As you do you will realize just how many others there are in this building. Meet with them and you will probably soon realize none of them know any more than you do. Still-- considering the situation it may benefit you greatly to work together.

It is likely that you will see portraits of some familiarity positioned throughout the building as well as some confusing writing posted in each of your rooms as well as just outside of the Ballroom.

Looking around you will notice that you have practically full reign of the house-- with one exception. It would appear that right now the office is locked. ]

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[Memori giggles.]

Yes, of course even those kinds of beings die. However... we never claimed to be anything like that. I wonder-- what exactly do you think we are?

I--

[ ... Annnnd just like that you stopped him being mad and made him start thinking. Good question. What the heck are you? ]

........ I...

[ He sweats. He can't... get a read off of them at all. That might... be what disturbs him the most. I mean, personality-wise? He can. But, energy-wise. ]

I don't... know.

Then maybe it would be wise not to find out, yes?

Even Gods and Devils give off some kind of aura. You're probably just suppressing it.

[ But he is looking mighty nervous. ]

Sooo, you're some kinda god then? Or a type of spirit? Or maybe a concept?

[Like all of those a valid answers.]

That is correct.

[Wait which one--]

You can think of us as concepts given form. Have you ever heard the phrase "Memento mori"? It refers to a theory. A concept.

[WELL THEN.]

Therefore-- I am Memori.

[Snaps fingers, then throws up peace signs and poses like ~~a Jojo~~ the drama queen that she is.]

Oh...

[His expressions are subtle, but his shock has turned to admiration.]

A personification.

How enchanting... [His voice wavers, the beauty of the concept almost completely astounding him.]

Edited (Whelp, we already answered that.) 2017-11-05 22:14 (UTC)

[ Following after Memori's explanation-- ]

And I am Vanitas--likewise a concept. However, I prefer to simply be called Van.

No nicknames for your wife? How mean...I'll have to think of one. [She's not going to question if there's any meaning to the names yet.]