If you decide to take my life, you'll end up like me. Just remember that...
Even if all you have now is hatred, one day you'll regret it.
It's alright... Give yourself time, make your anger your strength... Come on, Ken, you're just a kid. You've got your whole life ahead of you, so don't waste it. Make it your own, okay?
He can't help but hear the echo of those words in what this guy is telling him. This guy, who doesn't know anything about him. He can feel his anger building up and being pushed down, smothered by despair, smothered by frustration, smothered by sadness... like waves beating against the shore, threatening to drown the small structure of himself that he's built.
He looks at the 'heart', but he's not focusing really well right now. He's trying, but it's hard when he feels so sick. "I don't have anything left. I don't... he killed her. I was going to kill him. Then I was going to make the cycle end. But he's dead and it wasn't me, and he was going to die anyway... it's not fair..." He breathes shakily, leaning against the tall figure unconsciously.
He should be helping to keep SEES from Nyx, but... it's fine. Jin can cover electrical attacks and light attacks. They don't need him. no one needs him anymore. ... They'd be sad, but...
He takes in a few shaky breaths. "'Someone else' responsible, huh?" ... The Kirijo Group. They still exist. They're the ones who caused all this. If it wasn't for them, Aragaki wouldn't have had a Persona in the first place and his mother would still be alive. He can feel something shift, solidify - not yet complete but at least pull in a direction.
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Even if all you have now is hatred, one day you'll regret it.
It's alright... Give yourself time, make your anger your strength... Come on, Ken, you're just a kid. You've got your whole life ahead of you, so don't waste it. Make it your own, okay?
He can't help but hear the echo of those words in what this guy is telling him. This guy, who doesn't know anything about him. He can feel his anger building up and being pushed down, smothered by despair, smothered by frustration, smothered by sadness... like waves beating against the shore, threatening to drown the small structure of himself that he's built.
He looks at the 'heart', but he's not focusing really well right now. He's trying, but it's hard when he feels so sick. "I don't have anything left. I don't... he killed her. I was going to kill him. Then I was going to make the cycle end. But he's dead and it wasn't me, and he was going to die anyway... it's not fair..." He breathes shakily, leaning against the tall figure unconsciously.
He should be helping to keep SEES from Nyx, but... it's fine. Jin can cover electrical attacks and light attacks. They don't need him. no one needs him anymore. ... They'd be sad, but...
He takes in a few shaky breaths. "'Someone else' responsible, huh?" ... The Kirijo Group. They still exist. They're the ones who caused all this. If it wasn't for them, Aragaki wouldn't have had a Persona in the first place and his mother would still be alive. He can feel something shift, solidify - not yet complete but at least pull in a direction.