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| the pygmalion. . . ???  OPENING PROGRAM . . . . . . . . . _PROGRAM CRASHED _PROGRAM REBOOT? >N >SCAN PROGRAM . . . _PROGRAM CRASHED . . . >EMERGENCY LEVEL . . . >EMERGENCY LEVEL . . . _EMERGENCY LEVEL LOADING LOADING. . . LOADING. . . LOADING TEXTURE-NIGHT-SKY, TEXTURE-FULL-MOON, TEXTURE-DIRT-PATH, TEXTURE-CAMPFIRE LOADING SOUND-CRICKETS, SOUND-GRAVEL, SOUND-WIND, SOUND-FIRE-CRACKLING UPLOADING USER UPLOADING USER UPLOADING USER UPLOAD SUCCESSFUL TRASH BIN It feels more like an electrical zap than dying. Dying might feel a little bit more like falling asleep, but this is harder, more painful. If you've ever been electrocuted, the feeling might seem familiar; the discovery you make when you open your eyes, too, is likely very familiar. It's the night sky. Stars twinkle, a fire cracks warmly. You sit up and observe the surrounding area, and it's like you've woken up in some sort of canyon. The fire burns brightly, the moon shines beautifully, the crickets sing, and it is ... peaceful. Mostly. You know you're dead. This must be, then, the after life? Or something like it, at least. The horizon stretches on forever, the dirt and gravel seemingly endless. The moon is so big and bright, it's like you could reach out and touch her. There's a shed not too far from the fire, only but a stone's throw away, as if someone else might have made it, and then went inside it. Approaching it, you can see the light glowing inside it through the dusty windows that are littered with fingerprints. A computer screen, so large and wide that it's baffling, sits, waiting. Turning knob reveals that the shed is unlocked, and stepping inside... it doesn't feel any different from the outside. A chair sits in the center of the room, a strange contraption strapped to the head of it. It looks like it would lower itself upon the head of whoever dares to sit on it, and wires from it's bottom curl up towards the machines attached to the screen. Several smaller desktop screens sit beneath the giant monitor. They, too, are hooked up to the machines scattered around the room, to the ominous one perched on top of the medical chair, and they blink, as if fighting to stay alive without use. Pressing the giant monitor on, it lights up, and displays, strangely enough... a security camera feed. You push the button. It switches to another room. Again, another room. Again, another room. So on and forth. You peeping tom! But no one can blame you, in the end. You might as well digitally haunt the rest of the ship until the game ends, and AL-2955 can clean out the trash bin. ...Right? rule book taken characters information cards |
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When you get back home you two can create an attempt to make it up to each other for both of your own actions. If it fails, it simply means it was not meant to be-- or something like that.
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[ He shakes his head.]
I don't want to, thinking about her hurts. [ It actually really, really hurts. And when he was back he could just forget how much it hurt by talking with Terumi who would just call him stupid, and then he'd feel better.
...because that's how things were for him, and that's how broken his relationships and emotions were.]
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What will you do, when you return and see her again?
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If months have passed when I get back... I imagine I'll be arrested if not killed instantly. [ He tries to smile.] But I knew that when I decided to infiltrate the Cathedral to get the Azure in the first place.
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{ Like for example, learn what you did to Carta was wrong. }
Either way, we'll see if it pans out that way.
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Mmmn. I just need to get back, Terumi will know what to do.
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{ Not here at least. This isn't peaceful enough for him ... wherever the hell this is. }
...
What, do you always have to rely on that man? What about yourself?
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When we first met, he was insulted that I didn't know who he was.
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{ MAKES A WICKED BLIND GUESS. }
Who appears to be rather egotistical if he's going to rave at you for something like that. That said, you need to learn how to think for yourself.
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I don't think it's like that. He looks a little different from me, though Allen said we look like twins. He also fought someone for me before...the beastkin I told you about a while ago. If we use the memory device, I can show you.
[ As to the rest, he doesn't say anything.]
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{ He'll frown a little. This is before he figures its a thing. }
Where?
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If you touch it, it shows a memory you have. It's kind of weird, and everyone around you can see it too. That's why Allen knows what Terumi looks like.
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{ He begins to walk in that direction now. }
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Umm, you really can't tell it what to show but...it's only ever shown me Terumi. [ A deep breath and then he lays his palm on it.
There's a flash of light at first and the scenery around changes to a lush, verdant forest. It's night time but the full moon is bright enough to illuminate the woods, which gave way to a clearing and a bluff overlooking the ocean. The waves can be heard breaking below, and it's the only sound heard except for Kazuma's breathing. He's exhausted, much like how he was when Arumat forced him along on runs. His hands are on his knees and his breathing is heavy-- his hair is even more of a mess than normal.
Suddenly a voice rings out, and a man in long orange jacket calls to Kazuma, having seemingly come from just outside of Kazuma's field of vision.]
"Yoo~, Kazuma-chan. Why are you wandering around here? Got lost?"
"Wrong... I saw you walking... before..."
"Hey, hey, hey. Don't give me such a rebellious look. I'm your reassuring ally, right~?"
"...I know that. That's why I chased you, isn't it. Anyway, don't we have some kind of business? Why did you even come so far out?"
"Why, why, why. You're that stupid, huh?"
Terumi...!!!"
[ The two talk more and Terumi explains about the barrier protecting the island and seithr-- much like how Kazuma told Arumat many weeks ago. Over the course of the conversation Terumi explains (well in his own way) that this is the perfect opportunity to get the Azure: all Kazuma needs to do is lure a girl named Celica off the island. If he does that then seithr will start to overflow everywhere, and the 10 sages will have to take care of it-- leaving the Cathedral unguarded.]
"Well, Whatcha gonna do, Kazuma-chan?"
"——Ah. Wha..." [ Suddenly, Terumi puts his hand on Kazuma's shoulder and spins him around: they aren't alone anymore. Approaching from the forest are three girls: one in a pointed witch's hat a scowl on her face, the second a girl with a cheerful smile her hair tied up in a ribbon, and the third a short platinum blonde with round glasses wearing a white hood.
It's clear Kazuma's caught off guard and he looks to Terumi: but the other man is gone, having seemingly vanished into thin air. The memory ends there abruptly, but not before Kazuma looks at the platinum blonde girl in particular. There's one interesting thing about this if Arumat remembers from his talk with Kazuma weeks ago: it really was Kazuma all along who caused the whole seithr crisis, oops!]
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{ He'll just shake his head. }
Not that it matters now. He looks a little bit like you but now I can see why you're maladjusted.
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Mmmn, yeah. I mean I didn't open the barrier to begin with, I'm not strong enough to do that. I just took advantage of the opportunity. [ He laughs a bit.] They thought I was doing things anyway-- that's why they ran after me, so I figured I might as well meet their expectations!
[ As to the question:] Why's that?
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{ He'll eye Kazuma with a little bit of the usual disdain. }
Why do you think? That man constantly talking down to you.
He seems like a great influence in everything you do.
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It wasn't until we spoke that I felt like I was really...alive. Before that I was just, empty.
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{ He frowns harder than he was before. Amazing. }
So now that you're not empty you can finally be free of his influence and develop on your own. Even if someone's changed you to such an extent, being solely dependent on one individual is dangerous.
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Here I don't feel complete again, and I hate it. Together we're whole, and I don't want to be alone anymore.
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You're not alone.
{ He grits his teeth. }
...I can't say I'll ever forgive you and nor will I consider it -- what you did to Carta was heinous and you don't even regret a single bit of it. Yet, weren't we once comrades? And I'm sure there's one other person besides myself who considers you a possible valid companion.
You can change your ways, gain new allies, and even if you don't have support, you don't need someone parasitic like that dictating your way of life. You feel whole because he probably gives you strength, a direction in your life, but is that any way to live? If you're being controlled or directed heavily so much by someone else, you may as well as never broke out of that empty shell you claim to have receded back into.
If you feel so inclined to follow him until you die, and only allow the name "Terumi" to be remembered and "Kazuma" to be forgotten as his own person, I can't stop you. I'm here to let you know that there might be more than one path that can be taken. That is all.
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I... it's the only way I can live. It hurts, you have no idea how much it hurts. [ He covers his face with his hands.] Trinity was right, I can't go back anymore. I was created for this, I'm sure of it now. All I've ever wanted is to know why I exist and to be meaningful.
Please don't ask me not to...
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{ The more he cares, the more irritated he sounds. }
Then don't go back to your idiotic academy or wherever you were before. Go and screw off somewhere else to a place people don't even know who you are. There's a whole world out there if we're strictly talking about your planet and by exploring it you can find out why you truly exist and how to be meaningful.
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I don't need to find out, I know. I exist for him, that's my purpose.
...and I wouldn't want it any other way.
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Leave me.
We're done here.
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