Akechi doesn't feel betrayal. Doesn't experience worry. There are consequences to every action - Maruki knew what he was doing when he downed a potion willingly sought out for his own pathetic indulgence.
A house ruined him. A partner ended it. He wants to be held to this world, wants to be tied to it, wants a reason to stay in a place that isn't meant for him because it's the only reality where he has anything.
Akechi Goro doesn't feel betrayal, but it stings all the same. There's no proof there are ill effects, there's no proof there isn't. It forms a needless connection to this world. There's less to gain and more to lose. Maruki isn't Joker, who Akechi knows can wield different powers innately and keep his heart separate from the rest.
Maruki gave in. Maruki gave up. Maruki made Akechi's job that much harder for no goddamn reason.
'An indulgence of scientific and personal curiosity.' Selfish. Idiotic. Tempted by a meaningless power. Even gods can't be sated.
He's furious - eyes settle on Maruki in full, unblinking. Unwavering. The molars in his mouth grind together. All at once, he can't stand Maruki Takuto and-]
Oh, is that so? That's all?
[Calm. So calm. Voice steady. Airy. He can't stand him. He gave in and it took nothing.]
To think you were this weak after all - you really were meant to be a politician. Always seeking more and more power under the guise of some shitty excuse. I thought you were better than that. Since you're so eager, take more.
[Call of Chaos is cast without warning - thrown at Maruki Takuto with zero hesitation. It won't do anything. Won't break his mind or heart, but the intent is there. The meaning is apparent. Akechi wastes no time in casting Call of Chaos on himself after, right as the flames dissipate from Maruki's form.]
[ An attack is expected; Call of Chaos right off the bat isn't, and for a moment Maruki's heart presses tight against his ribs as if trying to break free–
But nothing happens. The flames lick without burning, all of Akechi's rage apparent in them, and he knows he doesn't have long until Akechi breaks himself instead.
All of Azathoth's power concentrates rapidly as Amplify Magic surges in the mental connection between him and his persona. He won't be caught going easy on Akechi, not when things are starting this heated. Not when he did something to truly deserve it.
And he did.
Maruki knows he did.
Amidst Azathoth's swaying clawed appendages, he has the audacity to smile. ]
Thinking this makes me weak is your first mistake. My will is stronger than ever.
[ The proof is in the beam of bright violet light that strikes the ground in front of Akechi before Megidolaon engulfs the training ground. Think fast! ]
[He notes Akechi's reaction, but doesn't draw attention to it. It seems Akechi has powerful magick at his disposal, but it is... finicky.]
No matter.
[He could use Annihilation here, but as usual he doesn't feel the need to. Instead he binds the Morbol in aetherial chains that writhe and glow, the creature immobilised. Though it thrashes, as long as Hythlodaeus focuses, it cannot escape. It gives him the perfect opportunity to fire off a few more arrows, the Morbol roaring before becoming still and slumping in its chains. As he releases it from the bindings, he approaches and rests a hand on its side, before letting it dissipate into nothingness.
He doesn't deign to assist Akechi. He has a feeling the other man knows how to handle himself well enough without his help.]
There is. Though I'm unsure about the cure they purport. I've never known words to act as herbicide, but I suppose anything can happen in this reality.
I don't make mistakes. You're just like every other nobody here - worthless and willing to take whatever slop is handed to you. Willing to sell your soul to a world that tempted you with a lie.
[There's a buzz. A static to the air that fills the too large area around them. Call of Chaos isn't the reason. The surge of power has a moment to consume him in its towering red flames before-
An all too familiar ability makes an appearance and the origin is the smug, smiling bastard that disappears in the expanding darkness between them. It's innate. It's in his own rotten heart. It takes a second for him to jump back from the expansion - the world between them ripped apart and destroyed when it vanishes without a victim.
Of course Maruki would manage to get that ability too. Frenzied in a split second - his own fury has never consumed him this fast. He can't stand it and-
Akechi lunges forward without gun, knife or otherwise. Attack Master and Call of Chaos bolstering him. The drive to kill Maruki stronger than ever.]
Plan to create an ideal world too? Perhaps in service to those you'll truly align yourself with in the end.
[The tentacles will stop him. He's done this time and time again - been captured short of ripping him to shreds time and time again.
But this time-
He doesn't care.
This time-
Maruki is asking for it. This time he unleashes Riot Gun after Riot Gun at the back of Maruki's heels to push him forward and towards Akechi's body. ]
-This- world is nothing but a big joke, one with bad taste.
I won't deny that there have been happy and sad moments here since I arrived. That's just me trying to live day by day in this world.
However, by the end of the day, this isn't my world. We are outsiders, so why should we decide how the world operates? It's the responsibility of the people who live in this world to decide for themselves.
If I'm being honest. Whether the world sets itself on fire or prospers doesn't matter to me.
What does matter to me is that this place doesn't feel right, and if there's an outside, I want to go out. Whatever happens to me outside this world is something I'll think about once I get there.
Now, for a wish. I have no grand wish that's being held hostage against me. For me, there's nothing outside of my grasp without working hard for it.
SOME TIME LATER, TEXTED UNDERNEATH THE TABLE @ QUARTZ
Akechi-san? Where are you? Maruki-san has been looking a little anxious and I must admit I am worried too. Please text him back as soon as you can, ok?
[Those chains are familiar - he's been tied up in a variation of them. Robin Hood has been held down by them despite its own ethereal status.
Akechi doesn't like it.]
Is that same skill Venat has? I've seen her use it before.
[And for his own killing blow - Akechi uses Megaton Raid against the remaining Morbol. The only bow wielding attack Robin Hood has and a promise to demonstrate fulfilled.]
[ He is asking for it. He knows exactly what he's doing, and exactly how unevenly matched they are when they get in close quarters.
And despite the adrenaline that ratchets his pulse closer to fear than anything else as he's propelled forward toward Akechi–
Maruki has to laugh.
He's laughing as he crashes into Akechi, both hands wrapping around his arms to try to keep him away as Azathoth's many tentacles surround them, poised to strike. ]
You have no idea what I'm willing to do to align myself with you above everyone else.
[A surprising resolve for a supposed 'npc' - that's where that will to survive comes in.
It's notable. Worthwhile. It makes her valuable. Something more than a coffee drinking partner.]
You have a well rounded view of the situation. I have to say, I'm impressed.
Of course, I follow your line of thinking for the most part. My hope is that all are able to live the life they want. To achieve the happiness they desire. To live a just life in whatever world they choose.
[And someday, he'll watch this place crumble under his feet. A palace destroyed in the blink of an eye and all the wayward souls in it will rot.]
We have a similar goal - I want to leave as well. Back to my true reality and the world I belong in.
[He gives the attack a grin, obviously approving, before nodding.]
Indeed, the aetherial chains are something some few of my people could wield.
[Not all, but... some. It takes a little more finesse to use in actual battle than to simply stand there and bind something, but Hythlodaeus is an accomplished fighter no matter how much he pretends- perhaps even believes- otherwise.]
Most of our kind were non-combatants- entirely unfamiliar with the concept of taking up arms against a foe, despite their powers. I might have been the same way, had my best friends not been who they were- fighters at heart. Full glad am I that I took the time to hone my skills somewhat. I will never surpass them, nor would I try, but I can certainly look after myself better now!
Hakuno went from Rank 1 to RANK ??? , thanks Akechi-kun
[ It wasn't Hakuno's first rodeo, and it certainly wouldn't be her last. She knows how it feels to be trapped in a cage. Not fun. That's why Hakuno always strives to get out. ]
Then I guess that makes us accomplices.
[ How scandalous. ]
Though I hope we can remember each other when we return to our true reality. We're both from different worlds and times. It would make sense that we won't recall one another, but who knows? Maybe there's a Kishinami Hakuno in your world somewhere.
[Akechi doesn't stop. Riot Gun continues to shrink the little distance between them, Eigaon attacking the healing tentacle - he doesn't need to look to know exactly where it hovers. Doesn't need to target when his soul knows, remembers, has seen it act, react, and peel itself from the ground time and time again.
Maruki gets one arm. The other is left free. They're close. He can feel laughter against his cheek and it's vile. Finds thrill in it. Wants to choke the rest out him with bruising force.]
Then you've misunderstood where my own allegiance is. Trash like you could never understand. You took the easy route. You're like every other piece of scum in our reality and this one. You want this shit. You think you're so much stronger than this goddamn world. I don't share that sentiment.
[Maruki's laugh rings in his ears. He thinks it's funny. That this ordeal is funny and-
Akechi matches that visceral glee with a cackle all his own. He hates him. He hates Maruki Takuto.
An ego consumed that vial. The power of a god makes him feel untouchable.
But Akechi is touching. Akechi is touching. Akechi is pushing all his weight to throw him to the ground where he can win because he will win and he couldn't win and now he can because Maruki's will has broken with that moment of weakness.
Maruki's weak.
Akechi will exploit it. Twist it. Rip it free from the confines of his heart. Tear into rib after rib to do it.]
But perhaps there's still a way to siphon that trap from your gut.
[Loki begins an onslaught - Riot Gun against them both. Akechi's fingers curling into the fabric of Maruki's shirt as they're shot and-
Unclenches it. Rips his hand to grab a knife pressed into his side and-
Knows it won't matter if he carves every organ out of Maruki's body and lets liquid drench the earth as an offering against his stupidity. He's trapped here. He's trapped here. He trapped himself here. An ideal world is here. Akechi was stupid to think he could be trusted to pull free from it and-
Nothing hurts him. Nothing hurts him. Everything hurts Maruki. Everything will continue to hurt Maruki. Akechi will hurt Maruki with a blade aimed for the stomach, twisting and ripping into his abdomen if he doesn't move.]
My apologies - I took an impromptu trip to an area my phone didn't work. I was stuck there for some time.
Thank you for your concern. I'm fine. Nothing has harmed me and I hope you're still doing well. I've reached out to Maruki-san and others. [Fuck him lmao.]
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