It's almost like a cosmic joke. His own thoughts thrown back at him, his own heart pulled out and left to bleed in his own hands. Surprise: the answer was yourself all along. The problem after all was that they shared the same delusion, or the same truth, he doesn't really know anymore and he doesn't have the energy to force it all to make sense.
He feels nothing, because there's too much to feel and he doesn't know where to begin. He's been running on fumes for a long time now and he just doesn't have anything left for this.
Eventually he realizes he needs to speak. It's been long seconds and all he's done is look at them, but fuck what does he even say. He feels like his very self aches. Not his body, but the spirit, if there is one.]
I said the same things.
[Is that enough, to encompass what he's just realized? It will have to be enough. He isn't going to elaborate.]
If you've hurt people, Chara, it's because of what you say. How you act. Not who you are, or people wouldn't keep trying. If you really want to stop hurting people, then stop trying to.
[It's not that simple. He knows it's not that simple, or else he wouldn't be in the same damned situation himself. But it's what he needs to hold on to, or he'll fall apart. He has a choice. He has control. He isn't some fairytale monster who simply can't help himself, as much as that would be easier to bear.
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[Oh.
It's almost like a cosmic joke. His own thoughts thrown back at him, his own heart pulled out and left to bleed in his own hands. Surprise: the answer was yourself all along. The problem after all was that they shared the same delusion, or the same truth, he doesn't really know anymore and he doesn't have the energy to force it all to make sense.
He feels nothing, because there's too much to feel and he doesn't know where to begin. He's been running on fumes for a long time now and he just doesn't have anything left for this.
Eventually he realizes he needs to speak. It's been long seconds and all he's done is look at them, but fuck what does he even say. He feels like his very self aches. Not his body, but the spirit, if there is one.]
I said the same things.
[Is that enough, to encompass what he's just realized? It will have to be enough. He isn't going to elaborate.]
If you've hurt people, Chara, it's because of what you say. How you act. Not who you are, or people wouldn't keep trying. If you really want to stop hurting people, then stop trying to.
[It's not that simple. He knows it's not that simple, or else he wouldn't be in the same damned situation himself. But it's what he needs to hold on to, or he'll fall apart. He has a choice. He has control. He isn't some fairytale monster who simply can't help himself, as much as that would be easier to bear.
And neither is Chara.]