I paid a very high price, for something that didn't even work. I was tricked into causing suffering, not just for me, but for my friends, for the humans here --
-- because I thought I could help Ryou Bakura protect himself. Even if I couldn't.
What I failed to realize, is...
...he's what you might call a favorite of this place! That's not a good thing. There are times when this place forces you to suffer, even if you have abilities that would usually prevent it...penalties, like when that manticore snuck up on me from the air, when I should have been able to hear his heartbeat, and be faster.
It's only happened to me once or twice that I'm certain of. It's easy to mistake for bad luck! But, with Ryou...
...it's past luck. It's more like doom...!
And I, foolishly...thought that I could fight it.
[He doesn't look at Nanami, just at the reflection of the arcade lights off the clear class and red liquid. They're pretty...like light reflected off an oilslick he's drowning in, like a sunset over a tar pit. But, if you can't appreciate the little things, when everything around you is an unstoppable crushing force, then what do you have at all? He might as well appreciate the sunset.]
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Date: 2022-11-11 04:55 pm (UTC)[He looks down.]
I paid a very high price, for something that didn't even work. I was tricked into causing suffering, not just for me, but for my friends, for the humans here --
-- because I thought I could help Ryou Bakura protect himself. Even if I couldn't.
What I failed to realize, is...
...he's what you might call a favorite of this place! That's not a good thing. There are times when this place forces you to suffer, even if you have abilities that would usually prevent it...penalties, like when that manticore snuck up on me from the air, when I should have been able to hear his heartbeat, and be faster.
It's only happened to me once or twice that I'm certain of. It's easy to mistake for bad luck! But, with Ryou...
...it's past luck. It's more like doom...!
And I, foolishly...thought that I could fight it.
[He doesn't look at Nanami, just at the reflection of the arcade lights off the clear class and red liquid. They're pretty...like light reflected off an oilslick he's drowning in, like a sunset over a tar pit. But, if you can't appreciate the little things, when everything around you is an unstoppable crushing force, then what do you have at all? He might as well appreciate the sunset.]