[Easing himself into a sitting position. The heart monitor has turned off completely, but there's no need for it now, when he's so obviously alive and moving.]
"He" didn't really believe anyone would... but you even argued with that priest over him.
I don't know... if he wants to tell me more sometime, he can, but I don't really want to take advantage of it like this to get more information. It already feels invasive that I'm here.
Your past - why he would remind you of yourself. Things like that.
[He holds out his hands, and the books appear in them: his own, and Duality's.]
The library contains all of his knowledge and beliefs. So, these books are what he knows and believes - about himself, and about you and his relationship to you.
Knowing that, if there's anything you wanted to add, I can help you do that.
Mm... I never really keep my past a secret, but if no one asks, I don't talk about it either. It's not like I think it's exactly the same, but it feels similar.
[he moves to sit on the floor and sighs]
My father married my mother for the sole purpose of creating a quirk that was stronger than what he had, so he could climb a ladder and become "the strongest", using someone else as a tool to achieve his dream. He didn't care about anything else. She suffered for it. My siblings that came before me weren't "successes" because they didn't have the quirk he wanted. I did. And it's not like I was meant to be more than an extension of him, not my own person.
[he rubs at his neck, and looks up]
I wasn't allowed to see them, all I was made to do was train to become his successor and nothing else. He drove my mother to a breaking point and she ended up in the hospital after she tried to burn my left side off of me with boiling water because she could see too much of my father there.
We met him later in life - not until we were sixteen. But maybe because of that, he had a big impact on us. Before that... well, it wasn't the same as you, but "he" was kept pretty isolated.
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"He" didn't really believe anyone would... but you even argued with that priest over him.
"He'll" appreciate it once he wakes, I'm sure.
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[and also it kind of strikes harder home for him than he figured]
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Ah- if you have questions, I can answer those, as well. "He" didn't really like explaining much.
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I don't know... if he wants to tell me more sometime, he can, but I don't really want to take advantage of it like this to get more information. It already feels invasive that I'm here.
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The part of him that wants to be saved. The part of him that wants to live.
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What I've seen reminds me a little bit of myself, so I guess it feels extra important to me too.
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If you don't want to hear me explain him - is there anything about yourself that you would like him to understand better?
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[He holds out his hands, and the books appear in them: his own, and Duality's.]
The library contains all of his knowledge and beliefs. So, these books are what he knows and believes - about himself, and about you and his relationship to you.
Knowing that, if there's anything you wanted to add, I can help you do that.
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[he moves to sit on the floor and sighs]
My father married my mother for the sole purpose of creating a quirk that was stronger than what he had, so he could climb a ladder and become "the strongest", using someone else as a tool to achieve his dream. He didn't care about anything else. She suffered for it. My siblings that came before me weren't "successes" because they didn't have the quirk he wanted. I did. And it's not like I was meant to be more than an extension of him, not my own person.
[he rubs at his neck, and looks up]
I wasn't allowed to see them, all I was made to do was train to become his successor and nothing else. He drove my mother to a breaking point and she ended up in the hospital after she tried to burn my left side off of me with boiling water because she could see too much of my father there.
Sorry, it's kind of a lot, I suppose, but...
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The pressure of being someone - or something - you're not, I suppose. Even if it's for different purposes in the end.
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[even if he isn't now]
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[he lets out a huff]
I suppose he was a catalyst, almost. For me to realize myself. It's a very specific memory for me. And he was my first real friend.
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