You remind me of someone I've lost, and also of myself. But you're not him and you're not me, and I've been treated like someone else I resembled enough to not want to do that to anyone else. So I'd like to get to know you for yourself.
What I get out of it is feeling comfortable with my own choices, and some satisfied curiosity. And also some time where I don't have to think about my own maker showing up here, which kind of makes me want to stick my head in a bucket of acid and scream. We have way too much time here.
Also I think maybe it could be fun. There's no way you have hair like that and don't have a great sense of drama.
I am not here to make acquaintances with others and in fact I would eliminate most of you given the chance. I have never hid that, and I don't intend to now.
He was brilliant and patient, as I said. A true, rare genius. He was the first person I ever met who didn't hate or fear me. Who never judged me. I've felt the shape of his soul against mine, in a quite literal way.
Killing him was the most difficult, most painful thing I've ever done in my life.
I could say 'he could do so much good, if he wasn't a self-absorbed sadist'. And it's true, but that's not really why I care. Really it's just because we're connected, and part of me loves him, and I wish he could be a version of himself I could spare.
[backdated to a day or two after the Guests flood]
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[Sephiroth seems like he might appreciate straightforwardness.]
Would you prefer something else?
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What I get out of it is feeling comfortable with my own choices, and some satisfied curiosity. And also some time where I don't have to think about my own maker showing up here, which kind of makes me want to stick my head in a bucket of acid and scream. We have way too much time here.
Also I think maybe it could be fun. There's no way you have hair like that and don't have a great sense of drama.
Did that help?
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Do you fear your maker showing up here?
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Yes. Because I killed him, and he knows enough to hurt me badly, and he is brilliant and patient and cruel.
But I also want him to come here, because I wish
[There's a brief delay before the sentence finishes.]
I wish he could have a chance to change, that he would never have in the grip of ambition and fear, in our world.
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Killing him was the most difficult, most painful thing I've ever done in my life.
I could say 'he could do so much good, if he wasn't a self-absorbed sadist'. And it's true, but that's not really why I care. Really it's just because we're connected, and part of me loves him, and I wish he could be a version of himself I could spare.