week 2

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Week 2

[It's been about a week since the Champions woke up in their new consumerist hellscape of a temporary home and, despite a few odd goings on and the bomb incident with Church and Nari, things haven't been as bad as they could be. No one is even dead yet! But let's see how long that lasts.

Enjoy your week, Champions.]

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Comments

[burninglight]

Of course we have doctors, you godsdamned idiot, but doctors don't just absorb Starscourge like some kind of magnet for concentrated evil!

[there's a DIFFERENCE]

[motherfucking_ghost]

WELL HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO JUST MAGICALLY UNDERSTAND YOUR STUPID FUCKED UP WORLD!

[burninglight]

STOP YELLING AT THE WALKING APOCALYPSE WHAT IN IFRIT'S NAME IS WRONG WITH YOU?!

[motherfucking_ghost]

YOU'RE NOT THE APOCALYPSE, YOU DIDN'T EVEN KILL EVERYONE, YOUR MAGIC IS STUPID!

[burninglight]

YOU'RE STUPID, NOW SHUT UP AND HATE ME LIKE A SANE HUMAN BEING!

[motherfucking_ghost]

WELL I WAS GONNA UNTIL I REALIZED YOU'RE NOT THE GUY THAT FUCKING DECIMATED THE WORLD! YOU'RE NOT THE SUPERVILLAIN, THE PLAGUE IS!

1/2

[burninglight]

WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU, I JUST TOLD YOU I WAS-

[burninglight]

...Wait.

What the hell did you just say?

[motherfucking_ghost]

ARE YOU DEAF NOW OR WHAT!

[burninglight]

Stop shouting and explain yourself. What...what do you mean, I'm not...

[motherfucking_ghost]

What do you mean what do I mean?

[burninglight]

I don't understand what you're talking about. Of course it was me, I'm the one who brought our entire world to ruin. Are you really missing the point so soundly as to assume otherwise?

[motherfucking_ghost]

Yeah, it was you physically, but you've made it a point that you're not the same. You have feelings and care, and you have impulses that you listen to whether you like it or not that you didn't have when you were immortal and plague-ridden. And, fuck, you just said it was sentient, so obviously it was controlling you.

[burninglight]

[Ardyn blinked at Church like he'd just abruptly grown three extra heads--or like he'd said something no one had ever bothered to so much as think in two thousand years.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

...Am I wrong?

[burninglight]

I-I...I'm not...sure. I've never thought about it like that.

[motherfucking_ghost]

You said it was sentient. It's not just a disease. You were a different man as a--healer. You took the plague, the plague that turned you immortal and twisted you into hating everyone, and then you called it sentient, and now here you are, without it, mortal, with impulses to care and to heal, that you haven't had for two thousand years--

So no. It wasn't you. It was the thing inside you.

...And the hell does your brother have to do with all this anyway?

[burninglight]

[Ardyn couldn't quite come up with a response to that--now that he thought it over, he really didn't know where he stopped and the Accursed began. He was just 'Ardyn Izunia', the man of no consequence; until now he'd never been entirely sane enough to think that perhaps it was more complex than that.]

[Instead, he focused on the other question, hesitant as he was to answer.]

I was healing the plague, and it was I who was to be leader of the newly established kingdom bearing our name. I can't quite remember the specific details of it all after so long, but I remember that I...was becoming something inhuman. My blood ran black, I neither slept nor ate, I became quicker and quicker to anger and began to drift from feeling the happiness I once did in healing the afflicted.

[Gold eyes turned distant, his voice drifting into something vague and distracted.]

...I remember the very subjects of the Lucian kingdom turning on me. Fearing me as though I were never their savior, but one of the very daemons which the plague spawned. My brother...

My brother pretended to be me. He took my name, acted as though he were savior of the world and future king. He had me executed, and then when I proved something undying he did it again. And again. And again.

Izunia Lucis Caelum stole everything from me. So I destroyed the world that allowed him to do it.

[motherfucking_ghost]

...Wow. What a dick. He could've at least used his own na--how did nobody know he wasn't you?

[p r i o r i t i e s]

[burninglight]

...

[Ardyn didn't answer at first, starting to turn pale. His voice faltered, and when a reply came it was unusually quiet.]

We were twins.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Oh.

[He doesn't argue--doesn't become enraged because a sibling doesn't turn on their brother like that. Doesn't suggest that twins should be even closer. It sucks to turn on family. But it's not unheard of.

Agent South Dakota and her brother North were merely another kind of experiment.

Family didn't mean much in the face of war. In the face of annihilation. In the face of...petty stupid experiments. With Ardyn a monster unfit to rule, why not let the brother take over and bask in the glory?]

He didn't...have to take your name.

[burninglight]

...I suppose he must have been jealous. But in the end, it...it doesn't matter. He's been dead for two millennia now.

[motherfucking_ghost]

It's gotta matter to you.

Evil you tried to kill a world because of him.

[burninglight]

...

I think that...it hurts, being thrown aside so carelessly by gods and mortals alike. It hurt and I had no capacity to do anything but hurt everyone in return.

[motherfucking_ghost]

You didn't have a choice, did you? Like, you were trying to help people, how were you supposed to know you'd get infected? And once you were, what then? You've already got it, so unless someone else has the skills to heal you up... And then once it's got hold of you? All you felt was hate and anger, and it lashed out. It took your own pain and used it.