[ Choromatsu had stared at his laptop for a long time in disbelief over what he had just seen transpire, not sure what to really make of it at first. That was... really the Fourth? He heard a lot about him already, mostly from that "anonymous" post back in November. He'd thought about that post a lot since then, what with all the bad things that had happened to him and his brothers. None of it would have happened if they'd never been brought here in the first place, so that post had spoken to him deeply. He'd thought a lot about how nice it'd actually be if it were possible to just... band together and defeat her.
Now for the first time he thinks it might actually be possible.
He has no clue how he's supposed to do any of this though. The tensions between both sides and the need for anonymous handles made him hesitant to just ask someone for more information, even if they did have the mark from that post. They had no reason to trust him and vice versa. And it wasn't like there was... a shrine or something like back home that he could just pay his respects to. The only thing he can think of right now... that message on the laptop before had been from the Fourth, right? If the Fourth could use the computers like that maybe if he talks out loud to it right now, he'll be heard?
It's been a few weeks since Osomatsu told him to leave and his apartment is empty, with no chance of anyone else hearing him. If he's going to do this, now's a good time. He waits a little while out of courtesy first (after all, the two gods might have continued after that) but then nervously addresses the laptop. ]
H-Hello? A-Are you still there? Can you even hear me...?
[ ...This already feels silly. But he keeps going anyway. ]
...I don't like what you just did to m-- to us. At all. But... I want to be clear...
I would never help her.
She's taken so much from my brothers and I... we don't even have our identities as identical sextuplets anymore. And she's put us through so much suffering just by bringing us here! I can't stand it! I don't want to do anything to help her...! Not even on accident...! The thought of that makes me sick!
But I... I don't know what to do. Your... followers? I've seen them talk about you before. They say you oppose her, that we should band together with you... but they never say how we're supposed to do that. I see now that you might actually be able to do it... to do something about her... but I still don't know what I can do. I don't know how to find out more about you, if I should even trust you, how I'm even supposed to help if I wanted to...
I guess I'm asking for direction... or confirmation... or anything... s-so please...
[ He hangs his head with a heavy sigh, overcome with the feeling that what he's doing is stupid and pointless. ]
I just... I just...
[ He doesn't realize it, but his voice is cracking. After everything that happened, his heart right now is full of familial ache. He'd been to his brothers' dreamscapes, seen their minds and hearts. And in his own dreamscape there'd been a child version of himself, a manifestation of everything he tried to suppress, overjoyed to see his brothers and be with them, even whilst voicing his fears about "the monster" and his own newfound loneliness. Whatever was done to his dreamscape just makes him feel even closer to them, strengthens his desire to do something... He just wants to go back to yelling at them about whatever, laughing and fighting together without the threat of everything about Ryslig looming above them.
"Take back your futures. Take the fate of your lives into your own hands."
But... how can he when right now all he feels is like that same powerless, scared and lonely child from his dreamscape? ]
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Now for the first time he thinks it might actually be possible.
He has no clue how he's supposed to do any of this though. The tensions between both sides and the need for anonymous handles made him hesitant to just ask someone for more information, even if they did have the mark from that post. They had no reason to trust him and vice versa. And it wasn't like there was... a shrine or something like back home that he could just pay his respects to. The only thing he can think of right now... that message on the laptop before had been from the Fourth, right? If the Fourth could use the computers like that maybe if he talks out loud to it right now, he'll be heard?
It's been a few weeks since Osomatsu told him to leave and his apartment is empty, with no chance of anyone else hearing him. If he's going to do this, now's a good time. He waits a little while out of courtesy first (after all, the two gods might have continued after that) but then nervously addresses the laptop. ]
H-Hello? A-Are you still there? Can you even hear me...?
[ ...This already feels silly. But he keeps going anyway. ]
...I don't like what you just did to m-- to us. At all. But... I want to be clear...
I would never help her.
She's taken so much from my brothers and I... we don't even have our identities as identical sextuplets anymore. And she's put us through so much suffering just by bringing us here! I can't stand it! I don't want to do anything to help her...! Not even on accident...! The thought of that makes me sick!
But I... I don't know what to do. Your... followers? I've seen them talk about you before. They say you oppose her, that we should band together with you... but they never say how we're supposed to do that. I see now that you might actually be able to do it... to do something about her... but I still don't know what I can do. I don't know how to find out more about you, if I should even trust you, how I'm even supposed to help if I wanted to...
I guess I'm asking for direction... or confirmation... or anything... s-so please...
[ He hangs his head with a heavy sigh, overcome with the feeling that what he's doing is stupid and pointless. ]
I just... I just...
[ He doesn't realize it, but his voice is cracking. After everything that happened, his heart right now is full of familial ache. He'd been to his brothers' dreamscapes, seen their minds and hearts. And in his own dreamscape there'd been a child version of himself, a manifestation of everything he tried to suppress, overjoyed to see his brothers and be with them, even whilst voicing his fears about "the monster" and his own newfound loneliness. Whatever was done to his dreamscape just makes him feel even closer to them, strengthens his desire to do something... He just wants to go back to yelling at them about whatever, laughing and fighting together without the threat of everything about Ryslig looming above them.
"Take back your futures. Take the fate of your lives into your own hands."
But... how can he when right now all he feels is like that same powerless, scared and lonely child from his dreamscape? ]
I just want to protect my family...