His Wings and Lost Feathers | Kiibouma rp

Kiibo gave Kokichi a small smile as he faded away. Seconds later, his eyes opened as he saw the human world again. He saw his father there with the survivors of the killing game around as well. They all seemed to be happy to have him back, and he was happy to be back, but he would definitely request that his father build a body for Kokichi as well.

"Thank you guys for bringing me back," he responded softly. He gave the group a smile. "Really, I appreciate your efforts to rebuild my body and give me another chance at life."

Kokichi watched from the clouds, a few years falling

Once the three survivors of the killing game left, Kiibo turned to Iidabashi. He had a question for him, wondering if he would be willing to build a body for Kokichi. He would explain to him what his friend looked like to help him create something that looked like him, and then he could finally be back.

"Hey, Dad?" he asked softly. "Is it alright if I make a request for you? There's something that I want you to do."

Kokichi sighed, pulling his hair back into a lose ponytail and walked away from the cloud

Kiibo tapped Iidabashi on the shoulder to get his attention. He knew that he was happy to see him again, and he was happy for the reunion as well, but he needed to ask about making Kokichi a body before he forgot about it. He didn't know if his memories of the afterlife would last forever or if they'd go away after a while, so, in his mind, time was limited.

"Dad?" he called. "I'm happy to see you, too, really, but I need to make this request before I forget about it. Is that alright?"

"oh.. okay, what is it Kiibo?" He asked softly

Kiibo hummed in thought for a moment as he wondered about how to word this question. Did his dad know that he went to the afterlife, that there even was an afterlife for him? He really didn't know, but he was going to tell him about what happened while he was there. He had to since he was going to request him to build a body for his currently deceased friend.

"Could you possibly build a body for one of my friends?" he asked after a moment. "This may sound weird, but before my body was rebuilt, I was in the afterlife, and I saw him. I would love to see him again, and if rebuilding my body brought me back, it should bring him back as well. If you agree, I'll tell you what he looks like, and I'll help you!"

"of course I would Kiibo, I'd do anything to help." He said softly and quickly got to work.

Kiibo was glad to hear that his dad would build a body for Kokichi. He looked up for a second, wondering if his friend could see this from the clouds. If he could, then he would know that he was going to get a second chance at life in a little while, and he would help his dad build the body.

"Okay, so, he has purple eyes and dark purple hair, and his hair is a bit weird, but I'll try my best to explain, and we can get this looking like him!" he beamed as he helped his father with the project. "I think he'll be happy to have a second chance at life!"

(duudddee I got some traumaaa)

(I saw. You can add it. Realistically, a killing game would leave anyone traumatized)

The body was made to match kokichi, and a identical outfit made to the killing game. Down to the jacket he had on when he died..

Once the body was made, Kiibo waited for Kokichi to come back to them, to join the real world again. He really hoped that his idea would work and that his friend would be back, but he couldn't know at the time. He just waited for something to happen, hoping that Kokichi would be back with them now that he had a body.

Kokichi felt his body fade "huh?" He asked softly
And before his eyes could render what was happening, he was in a body. It felt insanely weird.

"Help.. help! I.. I can't move.?!"

Kiibo placed his hand on Kokichi's shoulder to help calm him. He understood that it was likely strange for him to be back in a body after being dead for so long and watching everything from the afterlife, but he was going to help him out. He cared a lot about his friend, so he would help him adjust to everything.

"You can. It'll just take a moment,' he told him softly. "Welcome back, by the way." He smiled softly at the other as he spoke. "It's nice to see that this worked."

Kokichi started to look around. Seeing his clothing… The jacket.
Kaito's jacket was around his shoulders. "No.. no no. No! I can't . I can't live this again!"

Kiibo slightly tilted his head in confusion when he heard Kokichi's comment. He wasn't sure what was wrong, but he was certainly worried about him, and he was going to try to calm him down. He would ask his dad for help if he needed to as well. He was actually human, so he likely understood things a bit better than he did.

"What do you mean?" he asked softly. "There's no longer a killing game. You're safe now, Ouma-kun, I promise."

Kokichi was reliving his death, the jacket had shot his straight into a panic attack. He watched as the stars inside moved " he's gone.. because of me.."

Kiibo sent a worried glance towards his father as this occurred. He really didn't know what to do about the current situation, so he hoped that he would have some idea to calm Kokichi down. He didn't like seeing his friend as upset as he was at the time.

Iidabashi nodded in response to his son's glance and looked at Kokichi. He seemed to understand what was going on, and he was going to try what he could to help calm Kokichi down. He knew that his son was worried about his friend, and he was a bit worried about him, too.

"Well, let's get rid of that, then," he spoke softly. "If the jacket is causing your issues, removing it should fix them once you get a moment to calm down. As for what Kiibo told me about your situation, you did it to end the game, so it's not your fault, don't worry. Just listen to me, alright?"

Kokichi looked at idabashi, terror in his eyes. " It's still my fault.. I killed him.."

Iidabashi shook his head at the statement. While he only knew what Kiibo told him while they were building a new body for Kokichi, he understood that things weren't really Kokichi's fault, at least when it came to Kaito dying. In a killing game, he couldn't blame anyone, and from his understanding, Kaito's death wasn't completely related to his execution.

"But, if I understand from what Kiibo said, he died from an illness. While you can argue that his execution was partially to blame, he remembered that even the systems said that the execution failed. Kaito died of other reasons," he stated. "Besides, in a killing game, no one's to blame. You just wanted to end everyone's suffering, and so did he."

Kokichi was silent a moment," he died from his cancer.. I remember, he told me in the afterlife.."

Iidabashi nodded in response. So he had been right about the fact that Kaito didn't die due to his execution, which proved that Kokichi wasn't to blame for his death. He wasn't in control of something like that, so it wasn't his fault in any way.

"Then it's not your fault," he assured him. "You didn't do anything to cause that. He died due to something out of your control."

"but I set him up.. "

Iidabashi sighed softly at the comment that Kokichi gave him. He really felt bad for the other and everything that he had gone through, but he was determined to help him. They had only just met, but he cared about him, especially because his son was close to him.

"Even then, it didn't cause his death," he responded softly. "Besides, he agreed to your plan to end the game as well. It's alright."

Kokichi nodded, pulling at his sleeves " thank you.."

Iidabashi only shook his head when Kokichi thanked him. He really didn't think that he needed to be thanked for helping him through everything and getting him to realize that not everything during the killing game was his fault. He was always going to be there to support him since he cared about him.

"You don't need to thank me. I know we don't really know each other, but you can trust me, alright?" he told him softly. "I'm here for you, and so is my son. It's okay."

Kokichi looked over at Kiibo, he gave the other a soft smile " thank you Kiibo.."

Kiibo returned the soft smile that Kokichi gave him. He was certainly glad to see that his friend was in a better mood now, and he was glad that his father knew how to help him. It seemed like everything would be okay in the end.

"No need to thank me," he responded. "My dad and I will always be here for you, promise."

Kokichi nodded and slowly got off the table. His body felt weird, he wasn't used to the robotic body "how .?"