[ A soft, derisive scoff floats in the air between them. ]
Aw. You want to protect them.
[ It's derisive, again, but he's not done. He lingers at the edge of this space, does not loom over D, but he probably can nearly feel the weight of his unblinking gaze. ]
Too bad.
You all exist. You dare to continue to be here. You stand in my way. I want this world β all of these worlds to fall. To watch them be crushed under the weight of Zenith, and torn apart for the crime of daring to continuing to exist. You too. All of you.
[ The crime of being everyone but his daughter, but he does not say that. None of them need to know how truly broken the man was, how desperately he'd clung to the ghost of his daughter, so much that she'd been here twice, only long enough to leave remnants of her presence and the lingering, nagging doubt that left Silco worried.
What if it hadn't really been her? What if this world only served to torture him, because he dared to try what even those in his faction didn't want to do. They wanted to continue this existence, they wanted to make their venerated new world. No, Silco wanted to destroy it, crush it, ruin it. Them. Every single one of them. He was weak, small, and powerless, but he knew his rage was as fathomless as the bottomless ocean. ]
I will never leave you, or any of them alone. As long as you continue to fight the inevitable.
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Aw. You want to protect them.
[ It's derisive, again, but he's not done. He lingers at the edge of this space, does not loom over D, but he probably can nearly feel the weight of his unblinking gaze. ]
Too bad.
You all exist. You dare to continue to be here. You stand in my way. I want this world β all of these worlds to fall. To watch them be crushed under the weight of Zenith, and torn apart for the crime of daring to continuing to exist. You too. All of you.
[ The crime of being everyone but his daughter, but he does not say that. None of them need to know how truly broken the man was, how desperately he'd clung to the ghost of his daughter, so much that she'd been here twice, only long enough to leave remnants of her presence and the lingering, nagging doubt that left Silco worried.
What if it hadn't really been her? What if this world only served to torture him, because he dared to try what even those in his faction didn't want to do. They wanted to continue this existence, they wanted to make their venerated new world. No, Silco wanted to destroy it, crush it, ruin it. Them. Every single one of them. He was weak, small, and powerless, but he knew his rage was as fathomless as the bottomless ocean. ]
I will never leave you, or any of them alone. As long as you continue to fight the inevitable.