[ Hello, Aqua. The shadows appear around you, and take you to a cold, terrible morgue.
You saw Haibara a few days ago, and now he's dead. He was one year younger than you.
Behind you, you can hear the heartbreak and betrayal in Nanami's voice. They were sent on a mission that was impossible for them to complete, because cursed spirits are plenty, but sorcerers are scarce. Nanami asks why they can't leave every battle to Satoru, as if he could be everywhere all at once. As if he deserved a life of nothing but violence.
But you can't blame him either. It's the responsibility that goes along with your power, and if you would give anything for a different reality, you just have to bear it. ]
[ Sorry, but death is ugly in most places. It's actually kind of nightmare inducing.
maybe she doesn't remember those words verbatim, but she understands that sentiment clearly, now. she's left with the stench of death, cold and coppery, the dark color of fatigue smudged under her eyelids.
another sacrifice. another drop of blood in the ocean that's already been spilled.
fortunately the memory withdraws itself before it can settle like a stain. but... she's worried. ]
...I'm sorry.
[ she won't ask if he's okay. she could feel that he wasn't. ]
[ He looks washed out when the memory fades; tired, defeated, heart aching for Haibara who had only been a kid, sacrificed as part of the jujutsu machine.
He wishes that he could bring him back. ]
It's okay. Sorcerers know that the work is dangerous.
[ He smiles a little, appreciative of the words, but not really knowing what to say in response. Yeah, he's sorry too. It sucks, but there's no changing reality. ]
Thanks. I guess I should at least feel comforted that he died nobly.
It would be odd to find any sort of comfort in death.
[ anyone would be weary in his position, she thinks.
anyway... more shadows... geto will receive a memory of the realm of darkness, a place she's wandered alone for over ten years. the world seen in her memory is one that's been swallowed up by darkness, an empty shell of what it once was. a fraction of her journey. (7:00 - 9:01)
I'm losing this fight. The darkness has found the cracks in my heart. ]
[ there is a meaning, to her. she has promises to keep. ]
...I was trying to save a friend from falling into darkness. But as things were, only one of us could make it back to the Realm of Light—I gave him my power so he could return.
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Behind you, you can hear the heartbreak and betrayal in Nanami's voice. They were sent on a mission that was impossible for them to complete, because cursed spirits are plenty, but sorcerers are scarce. Nanami asks why they can't leave every battle to Satoru, as if he could be everywhere all at once. As if he deserved a life of nothing but violence.
But you can't blame him either. It's the responsibility that goes along with your power, and if you would give anything for a different reality, you just have to bear it. ]
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maybe she doesn't remember those words verbatim, but she understands that sentiment clearly, now. she's left with the stench of death, cold and coppery, the dark color of fatigue smudged under her eyelids.
another sacrifice. another drop of blood in the ocean that's already been spilled.
fortunately the memory withdraws itself before it can settle like a stain. but... she's worried. ]
...I'm sorry.
[ she won't ask if he's okay. she could feel that he wasn't. ]
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He wishes that he could bring him back. ]
It's okay. Sorcerers know that the work is dangerous.
[ To some extent, anyway. ]
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Even if you're aware of the risks, it doesn't make it any less of a loss.
I'm sorry things aren't kinder for you.
[ she knows words don't carry much weight in the face of his reality, but they're all she has to offer. ]
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Thanks. I guess I should at least feel comforted that he died nobly.
[ Trying to protect people. ]
... But to be honest, it isn't much comfort.
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It would be odd to find any sort of comfort in death.
[ anyone would be weary in his position, she thinks.
anyway... more shadows... geto will receive a memory of the realm of darkness, a place she's wandered alone for over ten years. the world seen in her memory is one that's been swallowed up by darkness, an empty shell of what it once was. a fraction of her journey. (7:00 - 9:01)
I'm losing this fight. The darkness has found the cracks in my heart. ]
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Is there a point? What's the meaning in keeping up this fight? ]
How'd you end up there, anyway?
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...I was trying to save a friend from falling into darkness. But as things were, only one of us could make it back to the Realm of Light—I gave him my power so he could return.
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I didn't. I arrived here.
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...Where were you, before you woke up here?
[ she means if he was in the middle of a mission, or outside of one. ]
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Well, if we can control of our own escape, we can probably choose where we want to go.
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I don't... think so. I don't want to abandon the people I know.
Would you go back to that darkness?
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I'd like to be able to help my friends here, as well.