towerofanimus | Happy Birthday Sweet Sixteen

Characters: Nesir Aeser, you
Setting: Floor sixty two (beach), floor seventy two (door maze)
Format: Either
Summary: It's Nesir's birthday, she decides she should actually get round to reading her regain, and then sets herself a challenge
Warnings: Maybe talk of assassins/murder/last event. Nesir is generally not a nice person though she is not actively murderous at the moment...

[Beach] Nesir was quite surprised when she saw the date, though she knew it was coming up. In a few days she would have been in this place for an entire year and today she as sixteen. Nesir's birthday had never been celebrated and she wasn't about to start doing so in this fake place but she noted that she was a year older and that in her world she would have been considered an adult today. Ready to be apprenticed or to go out and find work, if she hadn't been a temple acolyte, if she hadn't been a dark trained assassin who had been training and working since she could walk.

The last few days she had spent training, working out her anger and frustration of being stuck in a room with Sephiroth for a week, of the hallucinations and the hunger. It helped that they ahad decent food, even if it was all pumpkin flavoured, which reminded her of her first month here, a year ago. She failed to see why in a world where everything was an illusion they had to eat pumpkin, surely there were other foods they could pretend to give them.

As it was the 'reward' she had been given had been thrown into her trunk and ignored for the last few days. Because as curious as she was, she at least knew when she was too angry to deal with more things. But today was as good as any day.

She liked the beach floor, because as little as she had actually spent time on the seafront as a child the sound of the sea reminded her of home, so she sat on the sand, cloak drawn around her and took out the folder. As expected it didn't have that many answers, the first few entries were almost medical, her and her sisters birth was recorded; they had been early it seemed and no one had expected there to be two of them.

Anyone on the beach floor would see Nesir lost in her reading, a half angry, half confused, sad look on her face.

[Maze] It was always good to be challenged, and Nesir needed something to focus on. For once she didn't feel like killing things, though she would, if need be. Her daggers were ready. She hadn't tackled this maze before but she set off, determined to solve it.

A decision she was beginning to regret a few hours later when she opened yet another door, to more doors, helplessly lost.

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[Ryoji didn't at all want to abandon her. Even with all their mix-ups, he was worried about her, and just couldn't bring himself to hate her. He felt like she was similar to him at times, that she hadn't exactly chosen her path in life, and that she probably understood morality better than those who chose their side.

And from what she was saying now, it appeared that he was correct. He nods gently before speaking.]

I understand entirely. Good and bad, right and wrong are just illusions. There's just your way of living. I have my way of living... but that doesn't mean I think your way is wrong. And that doesn't mean we can't get along.

[She blinked at him, his words made him sound not as stupid as she usually thought him and she nodded.] Alright... We can be getting along. Even if we do be disagreeing on things.

[She hugged her knees] You do be being strange, Ryoji Mochizuki.

[He smiles wryly, slowly moving to sit down next to her.]

I know. Hard to avoid being strange when you've barely lived a year. But I'll get the hang of it eventually. As long as I have friends like you.

You did only be living a year? [Maybe she's been a bit harsh, the reason he seems so child like is because he's so young] I will be keeping you right.

Yeah… A couple months at home plus how long I’ve been here. I mean, I had an identity of sorts for ten years, and I existed without free will for much longer… Sorry, that isn’t going to make any sense, is it?

You did be existing without free will? [She hugged her knees] No, but I can be listening if you do be wanting to be talking about it. [That's what friends did right?]

...Sort of. It’s a very long story. Are you sure you want to hear all of it?

[He’d like to tell her, just so she knew the truth. Despite everything, he still considered her to be trustworthy.]

I do be having time. [She hugged her knees and waved her hand around at the beach] I do no be going anywhere.

Okay.

[He lets out a long sigh, looking away from her and out at the beach. He's silent for so long that it almost seems like he isn't going to speak, but eventually it starts slipping out.]

In my world, there was a great being known as Nyx. She was a goddess, a huge entity of darkness that existed among the stars. There were fragments of her left on earth, and these pieces of darkness were taken by scientists and experimented on. During that time, people had become hopeless. They had given up on their regular lives and wished to start over... in a sense, they wished for death.

So in combining those pieces, they harnessed Death in a physical form, and created a monster.

That monster escaped from them and wreaked havoc on the rest of the city, while its unstable form started breaking up, pieces of it existing as creatures called Shadows. The scientists sent a weapon out to stop it, but even in its weakened form, it was still Death, and it could not be defeated. It was instead sealed in a young boy nearby.

[Nesir sat silently, waiting for him to speak patiently. She has said she will listen and she is curious.

She was an avid listener, not breaking eye contact as he told his story, a goddess of darkness, experimented on by scientists... Jason was the first scientist Nesir had known and learning of more of them did not change her view of them.

A monster created by humans, from a god, it was blasphemous but fascinating.] And you did be being the boy?

[He had a goddess of darkness inside him?]

No, not quite. The boy was someone else who's here right now. Minato Arisato. He grew up with Death inside him, but he had no idea it was present there. In fact, his influence caused it to develop a personality, and eventually, it appeared to him as a boy named Pharos, communicating with him through dreams.

He warned Minato that the end of the world was coming, and of the Shadows that were attacking. Minato thought that defeating them would prevent the end, but in truth, it just returned the Shadows' power to Death. Neither of them knew this would happen, but eventually, Death got strong enough to escape...

And by that point, it was 'human' enough to take the appearance of a teenager. Ryoji Mochizuki then transferred to Minato's school as a regular student, with no memories of Death's origins.

[She frowned, listening some more. It was complicated but she nodded] And you do be being Ryoji, so you do be being the death goddess? And you must have been getting your memories back eventually.

Yes… or at least, a part of her. I got my memories back after about a month, at which point I remembered that because of my presence and humanity’s calling for death, Nyx would be lured to that world in order to bring about the Fall… the end of everything. I tried to get Minato to kill me, so it would be delayed, but he refused. I ended up taking the form of Nyx’s Avatar, ready to bring about the end in her name. Minato managed to stop me, but only by using all his life energy.

Nyx and I were sealed away, but Minato died in the process.

[She blinked and nodded, still following. It was fascinating, though a little annoying that despite all that power Ryoji still chose the light. Even after having the power of death inside him.] Where did you be being sealed?

That question I can’t answer. Somewhere beyond the afterlife, behind a door that Minato guarded with his own body. He took every assault human desire dealt him in its attempt to get to Nyx and myself.

...It’s my hope that someday soon, humanity will realize giving up is not the answer, and this pain Minato has to go through will be relieved.

Humans do be being pathetic. Most of them will never be learning that. They do only be knowing how to be giving up.

...Not all of them are. They’re learning. If you show them what may happen if they keep being so negative, they should learn to stay strong.

That do be being the only way to be teaching them yes. [Show them just how bad things can get, and then hopefully they will toughen up]

I’m sure there would have been other ways, if only things hadn’t gotten so bad already. No one had any idea what needed to change until it was almost too late.

That do often be being the way. [She nodded]

Happy Birthday Sweet Sixteen

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