[The real Komaeda's face might as well be carved from stone. He remains silent as Tsumiki and Enoshima form as ghosts behind the memory him. He's had memorymares before. Usually they cycle back to Enoshima and his despair ridden self of so long ago.
Really.
It wasn't that long ago. Maybe that's the scary part. The memory him snarls, 'This is what you want me to go back to?'. He notes how his voice has a slight shake to it. Of course, Hinata back then only made it worse.
"I mean, killing someone for the sake of despair, instead of for the sake of hope... There's no way I can forgive that."
"For the sake of despair...? Haha, that's completely wrong!"
"...Wrong? Wrong... what's wrong?"
"What I did... was for the sake of my beloved."
And another voice chimes in, one of the Ultimate Mechanic. "...Huh?"
Then, the Ultimate Yakuza, face angry and pale. "Wh-Who are you talking about...?"
Then, it goes back to Mikan, her face ecstatic. "If only they were still alive... They'd be so happy. ... I know. My beloved... was the only one... That's right, the only one who... never hated me. They forgave my existence. They forgave me and accepted me. They gave me value. They loved me. I loved them with all my heart and they returned it in full. This is... my reciprocation. I understand that I"ve done something unforgivable. But you know, but you know! To transcend all that is truly... what love is all about!"
"I don't understand... what you're saying."
"You don't understand? Is it because you don't have anyone to love? Is it because you're also someone who isn't accepted by anyone? ... What a pity. I feel sorry for you."
Hinata keeps talking, focusing on the whole on duty, loyalty, responsibility. Not even seeing the cracks forming inside the boy he's facing. Except, Komaeda knows he did feel something then but he didn't act on what he felt.
The memory him laughs in that familiar broken way that makes him sigh and press a hand to his forehead. For the memory, luck had in his mind come around. He still isn't sure about that.]
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Really.
It wasn't that long ago. Maybe that's the scary part. The memory him snarls, 'This is what you want me to go back to?'. He notes how his voice has a slight shake to it. Of course, Hinata back then only made it worse.
"I mean, killing someone for the sake of despair, instead of for the sake of hope... There's no way I can forgive that."
"For the sake of despair...? Haha, that's completely wrong!"
"...Wrong? Wrong... what's wrong?"
"What I did... was for the sake of my beloved."
And another voice chimes in, one of the Ultimate Mechanic. "...Huh?"
Then, the Ultimate Yakuza, face angry and pale. "Wh-Who are you talking about...?"
Then, it goes back to Mikan, her face ecstatic. "If only they were still alive... They'd be so happy. ... I know. My beloved... was the only one... That's right, the only one who... never hated me. They forgave my existence. They forgave me and accepted me. They gave me value. They loved me. I loved them with all my heart and they returned it in full. This is... my reciprocation. I understand that I"ve done something unforgivable. But you know, but you know! To transcend all that is truly... what love is all about!"
"I don't understand... what you're saying."
"You don't understand? Is it because you don't have anyone to love? Is it because you're also someone who isn't accepted by anyone? ... What a pity. I feel sorry for you."
Hinata keeps talking, focusing on the whole on duty, loyalty, responsibility. Not even seeing the cracks forming inside the boy he's facing. Except, Komaeda knows he did feel something then but he didn't act on what he felt.
The memory him laughs in that familiar broken way that makes him sigh and press a hand to his forehead. For the memory, luck had in his mind come around. He still isn't sure about that.]