ココロの闇;
Darkness lies within the heart.
The Dark World is a nightmare, a place where the good lose their innocence, the pure lose their faith, and the righteous lose themselves.
I am its king.
Speak.
Offer.
Noble darkness, the envelope of the earth and the heavens, a black and seamless blanket of stars. You surround us as we fall in every direction, drifting aimlessly farther and farther into your close and distant depths. Boundless and endless and powerful and prolonging, the universe is yours to behold in your silent hands.
Lovely nightfall, your grasp is sickly and your ailment apparent: by a mere shaft, a small photon of the fire of the universe, you no longer exist. Where there is light, you may not be. You shrink away from the moon as it nears the sun’s brilliance, and the moon itself, intoxicated with silver light, is the lonely observer of your hour. Your tendrils creep weakly around our minds, but disperse in the interest of knowledge.
Selfish blackness, you know everything of the world but choose to reveal nothing. Light, your true adversary, reveals all. Stand not firm in defiance, for the heavenly fire forces you to merely observe on the bounds of existence as the light carries out its wild performance.
Forces of the night, be not swept in the fantasy of the boundless darkness. Even kings, monarchs cannot raise a resistance. Armies, cavalries, infantries, ancient and magical weaponry are numerous but break without a trace at the breath of light.
That’s not exactly fair. Besides, I didn’t deface anything; I cleaned it.
[voice gets a tad lower and more menacing] Defacing or “cleaning”, they are one and the same.
Care to explain how? Cleaning generally makes things look nicer. I was under the impression that defacing something makes it worse.
Have I not already mentioned the state of my castle? If I had known an imbecile would begin to change the very nature of my abode, I would not have allowed his stay.
If it bothers you that much, change it back.
More time and effort would be spent on that than anything else.
Allow some time for it to fall back into ruin, as it is wont to do.
I suppose defacing my property would not have made you notice my discomfort.
That’s not exactly fair. Besides, I didn’t deface anything; I cleaned it.
[voice gets a tad lower and more menacing] Defacing or “cleaning”, they are one and the same.
Care to explain how? Cleaning generally makes things look nicer. I was under the impression that defacing something makes it worse.
Have I not already mentioned the state of my castle? If I had known an imbecile would begin to change the very nature of my abode, I would not have allowed his stay.
I suppose defacing my property would not have made you notice my discomfort.
That’s not exactly fair. Besides, I didn’t deface anything; I cleaned it.
[voice gets a tad lower and more menacing] Defacing or “cleaning”, they are one and the same.
Someplace without unwelcome intruders.
(frowns) You didn’t have to let me come back. I’m here because you’re allowing it.
Perhaps I regret that decision.
(looks away) …Sorry, then. I didn’t have any intentions of making you uncomfortable, but I guess it’s unavoidable.
I suppose defacing my property would not have made you notice my discomfort.
Take more jabs at my intelligence if you want, but it really isn’t. Try looking at the good end of things instead of only seeing the negative results, maybe?
What good is a place which sets my heart astir with unease? I have thoughts of leaving.
Really? (looks at him curiously) Where would you go, then?
Someplace without unwelcome intruders.
(frowns) You didn’t have to let me come back. I’m here because you’re allowing it.
Perhaps I regret that decision.
Take more jabs at my intelligence if you want, but it really isn’t. Try looking at the good end of things instead of only seeing the negative results, maybe?
What good is a place which sets my heart astir with unease? I have thoughts of leaving.
Really? (looks at him curiously) Where would you go, then?
Someplace without unwelcome intruders.
Should not comfort be a main factor in deciding a “home”?
Here is no longer comfortable.
So make it comfortable. (shrugs) It’s not so hard.
It is contrarily difficult. [narrows his eyes at Johan]
Yet again you understand so little.
Take more jabs at my intelligence if you want, but it really isn’t. Try looking at the good end of things instead of only seeing the negative results, maybe?
What good is a place which sets my heart astir with unease? I have thoughts of leaving.
Should not comfort be a main factor in deciding a “home”?
Here is no longer comfortable.
So make it comfortable. (shrugs) It’s not so hard.
It is contrarily difficult. [narrows his eyes at Johan]
Yet again you understand so little.
I do not belong here.
Then where do you belong?
[turns away] There is no longer an answer to that question.
Sounds more like an “I don’t know” to me, and if you don’t know, then why not here? If nothing else, here’s better than nowhere.
Should not comfort be a main factor in deciding a “home”?
Here is no longer comfortable.
