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Vergil's heart game r2
You feel weak, your body won't move no matter how you try, and you are falling, away from everything you know and love. Away from everything you need to accomplish. If you could just reach out, maybe you could hold on to it, claw your way back. But it's a useless endeavour, you fall unconscious, and your mind goes blank except for poetry and a familiar voice.
O mother Enitharmon, wilt thou bring forth other sons?
To cause my name to vanish, that my place may not be found,
For I am faint with travail,
Like the dark cloud disburden'd in the day of dismal thunder.
My roots are brandish'd in the heavens, my fruits in earth beneath
Surge, foam and labour into life, first born and first consum'd!
Consumed and consuming!
Then why shouldst thou, accursed mother, bring me into life?
You wake on the ground in a cave, cold, wet, and sticky. It smells of rotting flesh. Your objective is clear, but you can't recall a name or face. Nothing else about your memory of him is changed, but for some reason the name "Vergil" just won't come to you, and you couldn't describe how he looks if your life depended on it. But at least your body starts to respond to your will, slowly regaining enough strength to carry on.
To cause my name to vanish, that my place may not be found,
For I am faint with travail,
Like the dark cloud disburden'd in the day of dismal thunder.
My roots are brandish'd in the heavens, my fruits in earth beneath
Surge, foam and labour into life, first born and first consum'd!
Consumed and consuming!
Then why shouldst thou, accursed mother, bring me into life?
You wake on the ground in a cave, cold, wet, and sticky. It smells of rotting flesh. Your objective is clear, but you can't recall a name or face. Nothing else about your memory of him is changed, but for some reason the name "Vergil" just won't come to you, and you couldn't describe how he looks if your life depended on it. But at least your body starts to respond to your will, slowly regaining enough strength to carry on.
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You don't have to puff up your feathers for my sake.
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No, but even though you're not doubting me I thought I should specify anyway.
Off to important matters. We have to bring these items to his home, and working together seem to be a good way to do just that.
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He can not go there, and I will not leave him, but I do agree they should be taken there.
Would you mind going in my stead? I did want to speak to his mother and if she is anywhere, she is there. Perhaps you can take a message for me.
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I simply wished to impart to her about how proud we are of Vergil. His road has not been an easy one, yet he has managed to find the courage to open his heart. For all deeds large and small that have touched us deeply. He has come a long way and still seeks to go further. And also to impart how much we love him. All sides of him, both human and demon. I imagine that would be quite comforting to a parent raising such children. Finally, perhaps most importantly of all, that we will take care of him to the best of our ability.
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You're right. That should be easy to convey.
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So I would comfort and encourage that phantasm in his heart.
[He kisses the top of his head.]
Thank you, Five.
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I'll take care of it and report back. You keep him company in the meantime.
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[He squeezes his hand before he goes and curls up reading with Vergil as Boss Form #1 complete with more arms. You know, like you do.]