RECORDING 16: THE FINAL WEEK.

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A sixth week in this place begins, with less of your number among you. It's feeling more and more like something's about to break.

There isn't any increase in Miasma, but you can tell it seems...excited. Overjoyed, like a predator bracing itself for the chase of the hunt. The fog is everywhere, and inescapable...

The Temperature is holding stead at the 50's, and nippy to need a layer or two. As before, the rooms have changed, so hopefully you kept anything essential in the static area.

13 of your number still remain.

...How will this all end...?

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[zweivoltage]

Battler...

[His voice came out quiet, it hurts seeing them both like this, his hand clenching around his cross, bunching up his shirt in the process]

[boardreversal]

Ah, Ky-kun! How're you, huh? Ihihihi, I guess I shouldn't even ask - not with the way you're trying to grasp that cross around your neck. It can't hear you, you know? God, Kami-sama, whatever you pray to. You might as well just toss it out like the trash it is right now.

[zweivoltage]

I won't relinquish my faith, and I won't lose hope.

[He held his head up]

I know you're still there, Battler, the same with Captain Potage and everyone else. I do not want to see you suffer like this.

1/2

[boardreversal]

[And, all at once, it's like the malicious glee infusing him suddenly drops, staring at Ky with those dead, glazed over red eyes.] ....You don't want to see me suffer? Ha. Ha, hahahahaha. [His laughter is dry, empty.] Too fucking late, Ky. All I've ever done here is suffer - I guess it's hard to take when I'm the one fighting back, huh? Good old Battler-kun, who never did anything other than cry about what happened to him, and tried to keep lying to himself so he could keep going.

2/3

[boardreversal]

That pathetic Battler died the moment he got shot in the lung after being willingly led like a sheep to slaughter, killed by someone trying to make all of you despair. He died cursing everything, and embraced the truth he'd spent so long denying. [He's silent for a moment, staring...]

done

[boardreversal]

[And then, slowly....] Heh....haha.... [He begins to laugh, placing a hand over his face.] Hehehehe....you want to still say you have faith? Or hope? Ihihihihi, hahahaha, Hyahahahahahahahaha!! [With a dramatic gesture, he flings his arms out to the sides, as if asking Ky to look around them at their surroundings, a manic, malicious grin on his face.] Aaaaaaaaaaare yoooooooooou an iiiiiiiiiiiiidioooooooooot?! Look around you, open up your goddamn eyes for once!! There's no faith, no hope, nothing but your death and the deaths of everyone around you!! The moment you accept that, you'll finally just realize none of it matters, not a single damn thing at all!! I can't wait. I can't wait to see the light and hope fade from your eyes when the slaughter begins, I'll personally rip out your guts and hang them up on the walls as decoration! How's that, it'll be a beautiful decoration won't it,feeling that pain for eternity, right?! KISKE-KUUUUUUN~!!

[white_camellia]

[Okay, this sure is a curtain psychically hissing at Battler. Sorry, both of you.]

[boardreversal]

Heee~re, kitty kitty....Hyahahaha! [Sorry not sorry!!]

[white_camellia]

[Well, it looks like confusion has overtaken her hostility at least? She does not understand? Why are you treating her like a cat now? Well yes, because hissing, but Nanaka doesn't get it.]

[finalring]

[ and he’s shooting you a glare. ]

[boardreversal]

[All he'll get in reply is a satisfied grin, tbh.]

1/2

[zweivoltage]

[His eyes widened, flinching despite himself as Battler laughed and threatened him so hellishly. Ky's breath catches in his throat, eyes welling up]

Kindess isn't weakness... Please, that part of you isn't gone...

[Again he clutches at his crucifix]

2/2

[zweivoltage]

[Suddenly he grits his teeth, stepping forward]

Because... I am not giving up on my friend. Your threats of death means little to someone who already died once.

Let me explain something about my faith. Ever heard of a Martyr? They are people who know if they continue to hold onto their beliefs, their convictions that they will die and chose to to keep it in order to better tbe lives of others. My faith is full of such examples. I have no great delusions that my struggles will change anything, but Spider in the curse, I will not surrender my hope to you.

[boardreversal]

That's where you're wrong, Kiske-kun! Your death isn't going to do a damn thing to 'better the lives of others.' Hahahaha, you really do wanna just be the same kind of idiot, right?! [The same kind of...?] You'll justify your death, saying 'if it's for the others, it's fine'. Yeah, I know all about that kind of thing, I know it really well, and and let me tell you the Truth: It won't change anything in the end. [Miasma seems to start gathering around him, his red eyes never leaving Ky.] You'll give up, you'll despair, you'll curse every last living thing because you were stupid enough to try to keep hoping and praying that things would get better! So just accept it, and stop struggling before the end, it'd be easier, so much goddamn easier, it's all so useless useless useless useless useless-!!! [...It might not be a good idea to approach him right now.]

[zweivoltage]

[His gaze doesn't flinch - but he is not foolhardy enough to close the gap between them]

I've done my sorrow, I've done my raging and doubting. I will continue my own way if that is all the same.

I did tell you I was a stubborn brat, that's just my nature.

[white_camellia]

[Oh, there we are, hostility's back, because this touches on a lot of magical girl things and excuse me, get off your despair high horse. Time to write, the left hand doing her best to deny it all.]

That may be our fate. However, we will defy that fate, and crush it with our own hands.

[cw_suicide]

Aaaaa~~~aaaaaah~~! What terrible whining!

[boardreversal]

You'd know, right? [Smirksmirksmirk]

[cw_suicide]

I would know! And I still somehow manage to complain less!

[golden_dream]

...

[boardreversal]

What's the matter, Aunt Rosa? Got something to say? ...Aa, my bad, I forgot. You can't say a damn thing anymore.

[golden_dream]

[...

It actually gets under her skin. WELL DONE BATTLER.

She writes:

"I can say mean things about you too, Battler. Fortunately, I've learned to be a better person."]

[kaliedoscopes]

[ This is Battler's show, but when he's all done there's a round of applause from one of the nearby chairs. Ah, and there's halo of butterflies too because we're going for the full aesthetic here. ]

I'm glad you've learned to enjoy yourself, Battler.

[boardreversal]

[That's a good asethetic - though he takes a theatrical bow, once all's said and done.] Ahaha, I really have - I need to thank you, don't I? I never realized how good it feels to make them suffer like that - it's just such a rush, you know? [It seems like even the Vessels aren't immune to the greater effects of Ghosthood.] It almost makes up for the constant pain - haha, which I also have to thank you for. It makes me sad that you died so quickly, so you can't feel this...though, I suppose I've never been exploded, either.

[kaliedoscopes]

I do. Be careful to pace yourself or—well that's not really a concern this week, is it? [ Ominous words are par for the course among ghosties. ]

Ha, but that wasn't my first death either so it's not all that bad. And there is that..and Date reminding me of other ways daily. [ The slightest hint of irritation pops up for a second, but its smoothed over like a misplaced wrinkle. ]