The Fallen Moon and Stars (Four's Demise - Reality 3)

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Kogami only watched with a painful expression for some reason, but he felt as if half of those emotions weren’t even his own. “What? You feel sorry for her?! Shut up Kogami....i'm in charge now... nobody felt sorry for us!”

 Kogami would say as if he was talking to himself, and he was. Somehow, in some kind of way, his dark desires were somehow linked to the legitimate heart of who he was when he was alive. Kogami was an orphan, did he have a purpose? He thought of Nyra as a father, or maybe he desired a family like that. That was something he understood. “Many more would be going where she’s going…….wherever shes going…”

Kogami understood this well . He put his hat down and didn’t show his face, he felt no kind of guilt. However, he felt some kind of remorse for the robot.  He wondered  how Mir would feel about seeing all of this? She’s a robot too……” So guys, what’s it like to kill someone that loved Yata as much as she did. That Yata might have loved?  How does it feel? To be honest with you all, regardless of the fact that I was considered as criminal, never a murderer. Now look at this, this is what we are, we ended her life…..and it won’t stop there….. not if we want to keep going……. All the  kings…. Yachiro or whatever the fuck his name is……..it’s us or them. Heh…. To think I would be associating with the title of  “murderer… Yatagaratsu is going to be pissed hahahahhahaha….. but let him come..”

Kogami’s feelings were all over the place, but those feelings were his and his alone. Maybe if he wasn’t a shadow, he would have cried, but snakes don’t cry. “The simple end of a person with no purpose, locked up in this tower…and now she’s dead for the sake of someone else and their plans……some who never cared about her. Its comical…take it all in girls….all of the regrets….. it only feeds your own darkness in the end. Do you hear me? ...Persona users...are you ready for more of this?.... victory is achieved in the expense of the lives of others.

Kogami would then fall into the abyss with a smile on his face, determined to bathe in his sin.

Kahn felt themselves get transported once more, to where....who knows, but wherever it was, it flet like a movie theatre. He could hardly believe what was going on upon seeing it all, however these were all her inner feelings. This young girl...android...whatever it didn't matter, she had her own feelings and those she cared about as well. She was fighting for them, just like they were fighting for the ones they loved. "Two sides of the same coin...both of us trying to do what we believe is right. Though, all we ever wanted was to be with the one's we love." The young man felt a knot build in his stomach as her memories and emotions played out before them. He grew silent for several moments before speaking again.

"I wish you had taken up our offer of not fighting, I understand why you didn't...but....this is a tragedy. For everyone involved, your loved ones lose you and we have to bear the pain of knowing that..we played some part in that." He couldn't say caused...it was the one thing that he didn't want to think about, but his tears showed his true colors on the matter. He had gotten this power and had high hopes of using it to protect his friends and everyone he cared about. Now? ....Now a life was taken with it, he was sure that Philemon didn't intend for the power to be used this way, but the group had no other choice. Their hand was forced, the young man heard the others speak, Tomoe and Mir seemed to be taking it exceptionally hard. Kahn had always been to the school of hard knocks...roughing someone up was more than okay...but murder? That was a whole new ball game that Kahn didn't want to play with.

Four was dead...the tower had made that very clear...too clear. Was this trying to show them that it could have ended differently? Why? She had made it appearent they she would not allow them to pass unless she was defeated. Not dead....had they killed her for nothing, or was this something that her father had done? The young man had a sinking feeling that this would be held against them, by someone...maybe this Yata Onii-chan who was seen in her memories. He would becoming back for revenge....and that was something Kahn knew all too well. The avenger looked at his hands, and felt as though they were slick and dirty with imaginary blood. No longer the blood of those whom he had failed to protect, but now Four's. Was this what he was now...a killer? No longer an avenger who acts for those who cannot protect themselves, but a person who...kills?

He shook his head, no....he wouldn't allow this one event to define him forever. Yes, he would regret the outcome and having so many people be hurt by a conflict. The young man knew that while this may stain him and his soul for a long time...it didn't have to define him. It would only define him if he let it define, that didn't mean he rejected his hand in the outcome. No, he accepted that much, because the people looking for revenge are expecting them to deny responsability. As much as it may hurt the group...denying responsability was not something that they could do. Beyond accepting what their actions have caused...they can learn that this will only define them if they allow it to do so. "Though this act may hurt us, deeply, and we may never like what has happened here. While we may have taken a life this day....it doesn't mean we're heading down a dark path we can never escape. We can still be our own individuals...we just have to allow ourselves to find our own path. We are who we want to be, and nothing can change that." They were guardians, warriors fighting to protect all of those they loved, they just happened to come across someone else with the same motivations. Sadly...it ended in a painful way that no one here or those watching ever wanted. However, there was still hope...hope that they were not on a path of darkness. Hope that they could still be themselves without letting this event define who they were. Kahn blinked before falling into the darkness, the abyss whose blackness was only matched by the regret and pain and loss that the party themselves felt.