[Eren isn't looking at him. It's odd. The way his legs are crossed, arms laid upon them, it almost looks like he's meditating. His eyes stare blankly forward.]
[Repeated and stated with a tinge of disbelief. Another wide sweeping glance at the sea of nothing surrounding them for what's wanted. He can't figure it out.]
[It's fleeting - the look of genuine surprise that peels away the placeholder smile plastered on his face.
I wanted this and This is what's left. A dream based in something. Rooted somewhere.]
I see.
[It's just blood. There's no one but Eren here. If it were reality, he would say something about the horrific way it looks. The injustice of it all, but-
It's a dream - one unlikely to be remembered and he can claim ignorance. There's a sense of freedom in this world that's impossible in Vaeros' reality or otherwise.]
A world barren and covered in blood - it sounds more like the desire of a god than a child.
[In reality, he would feign disgust. Purvey values of justice long since tossed aside. Find a way to berate Eren for his choice and twist his expression into disdain and contempt.
It's a dream - a place meant to be freeing. A world that will die when his eyes open and a crueler reality sets in to take its place.]
I have to say I'm a bit jealous. [It spills. It overflows.] You certainly saw this through to the end.
[Eyes twist to him - he meets them in turn. Not that it matters, when Eren isn't all there.]
I won't deny the world is full of rot and that this fate isn't well deserved. [One coated in the same red, red, red that peppered a dark floor.] I don't have such lofty dreams though.
[Fear is pointless in hypotheticals. His image is immaculate and one the few slip ups-
Easily covered. Painted over. Brushed off and twisted as a slip of a nervous student. Only ruining Shido's life matters, watching red foam bubble from his lips and after that-
Akechi Goro doesn't have a future. A detective prince will be dead from a cabal's retaliation. It won't matter what people think of a corpse. ]
A god of mercy to those he deems redeemable and no one else.
[80% is an unfathomable number - he can't wrap his mind around it. A whole world is easier to swallow than that. The picking and choosing of followers-
[It's all about love isn't it. I loved them - meaningless in this context. As if a world destroying monster could be painted over by placating them with the gift of life.
Shido loves his followers too. Their constant praise and debts accrued for his favor. For his power. For Akechi's power and-
It's different. Even he can recognize that. Shido would never die, never relent a single piece of power he's accrued. Eren is dead. Eren wants to be dead.
He lets out a breath.]
Of course. And who's there to stop you, after all. You're in control of everything until you die. [He stretches his fingers against the blood pooling below them - it's disgusting.] The world is rotten and unjust, so it's only fitting to treat it in the same manner.
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It's more the stench for me...
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You're rather calm. Does this not bother you?
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[Eren isn't looking at him. It's odd. The way his legs are crossed, arms laid upon them, it almost looks like he's meditating. His eyes stare blankly forward.]
I wanted this.
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[Repeated and stated with a tinge of disbelief. Another wide sweeping glance at the sea of nothing surrounding them for what's wanted. He can't figure it out.]
What is this?
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I wanted this and This is what's left. A dream based in something. Rooted somewhere.]
I see.
[It's just blood. There's no one but Eren here. If it were reality, he would say something about the horrific way it looks. The injustice of it all, but-
It's a dream - one unlikely to be remembered and he can claim ignorance. There's a sense of freedom in this world that's impossible in Vaeros' reality or otherwise.]
A world barren and covered in blood - it sounds more like the desire of a god than a child.
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Not to mention an idiot.
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The scene around him is too.]
We can agree on that.
[A beat. Silence and-]
How do you plan to do this? You're an apt fighter - that I won't deny, but this seems beyond your capabilities.
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I already told you. I was a God.
This has already been done.
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Talk about the cruelty of the world and-
It looks like the trash and rot were taken out in full.]
A god that smites - how traditional. What do you plan to do after? Sit there until you die too?
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[Then it's a fitting end to all involved.]
Why did you do it? I can't imagine what drove such a need for bloodshed.
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It's a dream - a place meant to be freeing. A world that will die when his eyes open and a crueler reality sets in to take its place.]
I have to say I'm a bit jealous. [It spills. It overflows.] You certainly saw this through to the end.
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I knew we were the same.
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[Eyes twist to him - he meets them in turn. Not that it matters, when Eren isn't all there.]
I won't deny the world is full of rot and that this fate isn't well deserved. [One coated in the same red, red, red that peppered a dark floor.] I don't have such lofty dreams though.
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cw: violent thoughts
[Fear is pointless in hypotheticals. His image is immaculate and one the few slip ups-
Easily covered. Painted over. Brushed off and twisted as a slip of a nervous student. Only ruining Shido's life matters, watching red foam bubble from his lips and after that-
Akechi Goro doesn't have a future. A detective prince will be dead from a cabal's retaliation. It won't matter what people think of a corpse. ]
cw: explicit suicidal ideation
[He takes a deep breath.]
I wish I were still dead.
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[Past. Present. Future. Eren is blunt and volatile - traits he hates. Loathes. Despises with every fiber of his being and-
He moves to stand beside him in that shitty bloodbath - kneels to his level, only an arm's length away.]
Your ultimate goal requires these kind of sacrifices - that includes having people looking at you with disdain and contempt.
[A beat and-]
But what does that matter in the end, if you plan to kill them anyway.
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I didn't kill my people. [People from his nation? Yeah. But not His People.
[Not...all of them, anyway...
[Hange is gone. His face briefly contorts with pain.
[What...are they doing here?]
Eighty percent. [His voice has gone quiet.] That's how much of human population I destroyed.
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[80% is an unfathomable number - he can't wrap his mind around it. A whole world is easier to swallow than that. The picking and choosing of followers-
Reminds him of Shido.]
You really are something else.
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I wanted the people I loved to live long lives, so they will. It was my power, so I got to decide.
That's just the way it works.
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Shido loves his followers too. Their constant praise and debts accrued for his favor. For his power. For Akechi's power and-
It's different. Even he can recognize that. Shido would never die, never relent a single piece of power he's accrued. Eren is dead. Eren wants to be dead.
He lets out a breath.]
Of course. And who's there to stop you, after all. You're in control of everything until you die. [He stretches his fingers against the blood pooling below them - it's disgusting.] The world is rotten and unjust, so it's only fitting to treat it in the same manner.
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I tried.
[Eren turns his head, staring forward once again. His gaze sharpens into a slight glare, set on the horizon.]
They stopped me. They killed me. I'm glad they did.
[His friends were made heroes to the world, and Eren got to rest...
[At least, that's what was supposed to happen.]
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cw: like...gross description of blood lmao
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