[perhaps they've wandered in, closer towards the thing's heart that thrums in a steady rhythm only felt, not heard. a beat that their hearts (long to, should go, breathe deep) might synchronize to, if only they stayed still long enough.
Arumat's scythe remains scalding hot, heat strong even with his gloves on to take the barest hint of an edge off. it fights him at every step, and the pressure increases while the heat does. weight slowly being added to him, testing him, growing as he moves.
Yuno, she asks her question, and if she takes her eyes off Dave, he disappears. but if she takes her eyes off Arumat, he also disappears from her perception. there is no one. there is nothing. there is the sense that the only thing there is the living darkness, eyeing her with as much amusement as a cat with a mouse.
then the voice splits. addressed to them and them alone, the voice speaks - and what they hear is different to them.]
Arumat. A soldier, concerned with order, justice, taking matters into your own hands. A man who so desperately wants to believe he's in the right even when his hands may get dirtied along the way. It's okay if you justify it to yourself, right? It doesn't matter how many die, because you're in the right.
You want people to listen to you, you would force it if you could, to squeeze out every drop from the time you have left. You've forgotten what happiness is, but you should have thrown away your life when you threw out your smile. What are you doing, hanging around like you are? Do you really think you'll die in some blaze of glory? It's pathetic. Your scythe could be put to better use right now.
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Oh, Yuno. The weight of the universe on you, and you only what, fifteen? You should have just let it happen. Why do you struggle so much? Do you truly believe someone as ignorant as you can play at being God? Do you think it'll somehow end well for you? You can lie to yourself all you want, but everyone knows. Maybe you becoming God is why your world was ruined in the first place, but that's what you get when you give such an important job to a child. You get fuck ups of the highest degree, and the fault lying with one person alone.
There's nothing to save. There's nothing worth going back for. You can't save him, or anyone else. Even you dying in place of someone else would be meaningless. So this time, maybe you could give up, and let someone better suited take your place. We'll see if we can fix your mistakes this time around.
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Arumat's scythe remains scalding hot, heat strong even with his gloves on to take the barest hint of an edge off. it fights him at every step, and the pressure increases while the heat does. weight slowly being added to him, testing him, growing as he moves.
Yuno, she asks her question, and if she takes her eyes off Dave, he disappears. but if she takes her eyes off Arumat, he also disappears from her perception. there is no one. there is nothing. there is the sense that the only thing there is the living darkness, eyeing her with as much amusement as a cat with a mouse.
then the voice splits. addressed to them and them alone, the voice speaks - and what they hear is different to them.]
Arumat. A soldier, concerned with order, justice, taking matters into your own hands. A man who so desperately wants to believe he's in the right even when his hands may get dirtied along the way. It's okay if you justify it to yourself, right? It doesn't matter how many die, because you're in the right.
You want people to listen to you, you would force it if you could, to squeeze out every drop from the time you have left. You've forgotten what happiness is, but you should have thrown away your life when you threw out your smile. What are you doing, hanging around like you are? Do you really think you'll die in some blaze of glory? It's pathetic. Your scythe could be put to better use right now.
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Oh, Yuno. The weight of the universe on you, and you only what, fifteen? You should have just let it happen. Why do you struggle so much? Do you truly believe someone as ignorant as you can play at being God? Do you think it'll somehow end well for you? You can lie to yourself all you want, but everyone knows. Maybe you becoming God is why your world was ruined in the first place, but that's what you get when you give such an important job to a child. You get fuck ups of the highest degree, and the fault lying with one person alone.
There's nothing to save. There's nothing worth going back for. You can't save him, or anyone else. Even you dying in place of someone else would be meaningless. So this time, maybe you could give up, and let someone better suited take your place. We'll see if we can fix your mistakes this time around.