Post by scottyadams on Jul 29, 2022 15:01:30 GMT -5
"It doesn't matter how it's done, just as long as it is."
I state these words, phone against my ear as I sit back within my chair. What I am talking about, isn't entirely relevant at this time but soon enough, you will know. After all, if you've known me for any period of time at all, you'll know that I always have something in the works. Even if it is merely in the background like this particular scheme is. Just like only I for now, know who it is that is on the other end of the line. Smirking, their response is only audible to me but it is exactly what I had wanted to hear.
Confirmation that everything is falling into place and that soon enough, we will be ready to enter the next phase. The one where we intend on revealing the first portions that shall ring around the world. Not just within the halls of the OPW, although don't worry - it will be felt within these halls, but also the realm as a whole. Trust me when I say this, but you're gonna wanna watch extremely closely when the time rolls around.
"Good. Make sure it's all ready, because if we're gonna do this - we gotta do it right. I don't want it to blow up like the last time. After all, you know what happened."
The voice replies in the affirmative, as my eyes slightly begin to glaze over. Remembering the pain they put me through when they initiated their plan to unseat me. To cast me aside and bury me underground. Something that I haven't forgotten, even if I no longer wear the mask and am myself once again - instead of a machine designed to tear them apart from within. I mean, I am still intending on tearing them apart - yet now, I am more overt about it. That is what scares them. That is what has led us to the impending battle that the one who issued the command and I shall be engaging in at Showcase.
One that has been 2 years in the making, starting all the way back when they entered the fold. When they claimed to be for the cause, only to shun it when they believed there was no need for it. When they thought they could submerge the poison deep within the core of the shrine itself. What makes it worse is that they succeeded. They managed to complete their task and caused the purity on which we stood to shatter before my very eyes --- and I failed it. Yeah, I can admit my own fault in enabling it all to occur. Even if I had attempted to convince myself that soon, it would all play out how it had been designed yet knowing that they were tearing it away.
"Don't worry. She knows that when we step into that ring, she isn't gonna be stepping into the ring with the me who listened to her command. Or even the me who welcomed her into the heart of the shrine. No. That is the me she succeeded in killing, replaced by a me that will not rest until she is done. Until the famed Apathy is left to rot within the grave that she created for herself. Birthed the moment she wrapped Jayson around her finger and turned him into her little marionette. I hope she knows that what happened to him, was simply the start. The first step and a mere taste of what I have in store for her."
Yes, if you haven't figured it out by now, the "she" is indeed Apathy. The one responsible for the hit that was carried out by Jayson and the subsequent birthing of the persona you know best by the codename of "Korrupt" and a later attempt that you may not have even known about - done because in her eyes, my use was finished and she wished to cleanse the world of me. Not comprehending that all she was doing was awakening a poison within her that has been a timebomb. Waiting for the right moment to swallow her whole and leave her alone within the mire. A time that has now arrived.
"Trust me. I have been waiting for this moment. Bianca knows that this is something that is not for Lucina's eyes. Maybe someday she will find out what Apathy and I did to one another, but come Showcase - she'll be staying with Chili. I don't want to subject her to seeing me bring about the demise of Apathy or seeing the life drain from her eyes."
I softly smirk.
"Of course. It's what she has been crying out for."
My eyes continuing to glaze over, I can feel the remnants of Korrupt beginning to rise to the surface once more. Yet unlike most times I sense this occurring, I am not attempting to fight it. Not even to provide a façade of tranquil calm, as I have done previously. This time, I am embracing it, for both sides of me are in unison. Knowing that if nothing else, Apathy is the one who brought the storm that is awaiting her on herself. The one who put all the pieces into play and set the wheels into motion. Now, is simply the time for her to reap the fruits of what she sowed --- even if it is what shall result in her being brought to a crashing halt in front of the entire world. This is what she wished for, the moment she thought I was merely a device. A means to an end.
"My hands are clean. This is what she wished for."
I state in response to a comment from the voice, questioning whether or not I truly need to end Apathy in order to obtain closure or vengeance. Simply put - it is the only way this can end. Nothing else will truly close the book outside of it, and I think deep down - they know this too. Just like Apathy does. War is not just the name of the match we shall be partaking in, it is the singular most apt descriptor of what we have been engaged in. To some, it may be a simple power struggle. Or two distinct personalities that are clashing for their respective causes. If it were that simple, then we wouldn't find ourselves in the situation that we do.
Both of us wanting to be the one that cuts down the other for good -Caring not for any metaphorical or even literal blood that may end up on our hands in the process. In fact, I know I'll relish the feeling of Apathy's blood on my skin, for it will be what lets me know that the deed has been done. That I did to her, what she failed to do to me. Though as I stated, it will not sully my hands. It will not weigh on me as much as it may others --- For all I am doing, is what she has desired. Chuckling in a soft, detached manner, my smirk slightly grows as the thoughts of what is to come. The depravity that I shall bring about as I finish the task I set about the moment OPW re-opened its doors.
"Alright. I'll talk to you later."
Remembering that I was still on the phone, I pull it away from my ear, I press 'end call', before turning my focus to the primary purpose for my discourse. The woman who has been on my mind ever since we found our paths crossing once again.
"You knew that it was bound to come to this , Apathy. You knew that someday, I would be the specter that would haunt you. The shadow looming around you whenever you looked over your shoulder. The nightmares that caused cold sweats to run through your body. Yet I can sense the fear that emits from you. I can see it dripping from you, even as you convince yourself that this is what you need. That once we are said and done, you can move on, but we both know that you can't. Or rather, you won't."
I widen the smile briefly, before returning to a cold, stoic expression.
"After all, you have worn this burden on your shoulder for almost 2 years now. Believing that it would never come back, but deep down realising that I hadn't been killed. That beneath the surface. Beneath the machine like exterior, I was Korrupt. You just never wished to comprehend what that meant. Never wishing to think about what would occur when it all came to light and I set my ploy into motion - that is why you became scared and panicked when I left Jayson to rot within the searing flames. His body slowly falling into the mire with no means of escape. You knew that soon, it would be you in my sights."
I then deliver the next words in a pointed tone.
"That time has now come."
Leaning back, I rest my arms atop the armrests, before blankly staring forward. All that is on my mind now, is making sure that this design. This scheme goes about without a hitch. Without Apathy being able to resist the slide that awaits her when the lights are shining at their absolute brightest.
"See, everything has been leading to this moment. Every move I have made since stepping out from the darkness and back into the light has been to put myself in position to strike you down. To not simply defeat you. Not merely to leave you on the mat but to break you down. Deconstruct you and all that you claim to stand for in a way that nobody has been able to do before. A way that will make the torment and agony that you wear on your chest feel like a gentle breeze in comparison. Make all the words and actions others have committed and aimed in your direction feel like love taps feel like nothing more than air that swirls around you.
See Apathy, I plan on being the one to do what everyone else has failed to do. I plan on being the one that reveals just how frail you truly are. How shattered you truly are within. How you are nothing more than a lost and scared little child, fighting a war that she was never bound to win. One that she blindly walked into, believing her own assurances that it would be okay. That she has faced people who have been more intimidating. More fearsome on the surface and walked out - yet failing to realise that what awaits you, doesn't live on the surface you thrive within. Think of it like an ocean. Whilst you are all too happy swimming in the waves but above the sand and creatures that live within it, the cyclone. The symphony that shall play out makes its home within the murky depths. Its eyes showing a red glare that you cannot look into, lest fear consume you. Lest your sins be dragged from the chambers you have locked them within. Just like they did for your little friend Eoin."
I grin once again, this time making it intentionally sinister. To mirror the smile the hypothetical figure lurking within those depths would have.
"He was just the one who stumbled into its waiting arms first. You should thank him for that, for he is the one who bought you time. Who put himself into the flames to protect you. To save you from having to surrender your bout when this time rolled around. Yet he didn't really succeed in that, did he? For you decided that you wanted me to force that sacrifice to play out - even though I would have been more than happy to take the belt as a little feather to the bow that is you. A bonus prize when you are laying at my feet, but we can't always obtain what we desire."
I sigh slightly, before softly laughing.
"Though I do want to thank you. You deciding to stick your nose in my business with Hunter meant that I finally had a motive to ensure you lost the belt. That you understood that now, the beast and its red eyes are focused on you. That their malevolence would be coming your way and not relenting until the last bit of life drains from your eyes and you become nothing more than a husk. A shell. Just as you made me."
I then slowly begin to rise, my eyes glowing the same red as the beasts.
"Don't worry, I promise that you will finally be able to rest. You will finally be able to join your friends once more --- just as you crave. For come Showcase, your end shall arrive. I'll see you there."
I then walk off, having made it clear just what I have in store. Planning to savor every moment of Apathy's decimation at my own hands. This is what my moves. My motions have been leading towards and now, the moment has come. It is not strictly about winning. It is about finishing what Apathy started. Ensuring that she finally understands that what she thought was finite is truly eternal and beyond even her wildest comprehensions.
"It's time."
Those are my final words as I disappear out of sight.
END.
I state these words, phone against my ear as I sit back within my chair. What I am talking about, isn't entirely relevant at this time but soon enough, you will know. After all, if you've known me for any period of time at all, you'll know that I always have something in the works. Even if it is merely in the background like this particular scheme is. Just like only I for now, know who it is that is on the other end of the line. Smirking, their response is only audible to me but it is exactly what I had wanted to hear.
Confirmation that everything is falling into place and that soon enough, we will be ready to enter the next phase. The one where we intend on revealing the first portions that shall ring around the world. Not just within the halls of the OPW, although don't worry - it will be felt within these halls, but also the realm as a whole. Trust me when I say this, but you're gonna wanna watch extremely closely when the time rolls around.
"Good. Make sure it's all ready, because if we're gonna do this - we gotta do it right. I don't want it to blow up like the last time. After all, you know what happened."
The voice replies in the affirmative, as my eyes slightly begin to glaze over. Remembering the pain they put me through when they initiated their plan to unseat me. To cast me aside and bury me underground. Something that I haven't forgotten, even if I no longer wear the mask and am myself once again - instead of a machine designed to tear them apart from within. I mean, I am still intending on tearing them apart - yet now, I am more overt about it. That is what scares them. That is what has led us to the impending battle that the one who issued the command and I shall be engaging in at Showcase.
One that has been 2 years in the making, starting all the way back when they entered the fold. When they claimed to be for the cause, only to shun it when they believed there was no need for it. When they thought they could submerge the poison deep within the core of the shrine itself. What makes it worse is that they succeeded. They managed to complete their task and caused the purity on which we stood to shatter before my very eyes --- and I failed it. Yeah, I can admit my own fault in enabling it all to occur. Even if I had attempted to convince myself that soon, it would all play out how it had been designed yet knowing that they were tearing it away.
"Don't worry. She knows that when we step into that ring, she isn't gonna be stepping into the ring with the me who listened to her command. Or even the me who welcomed her into the heart of the shrine. No. That is the me she succeeded in killing, replaced by a me that will not rest until she is done. Until the famed Apathy is left to rot within the grave that she created for herself. Birthed the moment she wrapped Jayson around her finger and turned him into her little marionette. I hope she knows that what happened to him, was simply the start. The first step and a mere taste of what I have in store for her."
Yes, if you haven't figured it out by now, the "she" is indeed Apathy. The one responsible for the hit that was carried out by Jayson and the subsequent birthing of the persona you know best by the codename of "Korrupt" and a later attempt that you may not have even known about - done because in her eyes, my use was finished and she wished to cleanse the world of me. Not comprehending that all she was doing was awakening a poison within her that has been a timebomb. Waiting for the right moment to swallow her whole and leave her alone within the mire. A time that has now arrived.
"Trust me. I have been waiting for this moment. Bianca knows that this is something that is not for Lucina's eyes. Maybe someday she will find out what Apathy and I did to one another, but come Showcase - she'll be staying with Chili. I don't want to subject her to seeing me bring about the demise of Apathy or seeing the life drain from her eyes."
I softly smirk.
"Of course. It's what she has been crying out for."
My eyes continuing to glaze over, I can feel the remnants of Korrupt beginning to rise to the surface once more. Yet unlike most times I sense this occurring, I am not attempting to fight it. Not even to provide a façade of tranquil calm, as I have done previously. This time, I am embracing it, for both sides of me are in unison. Knowing that if nothing else, Apathy is the one who brought the storm that is awaiting her on herself. The one who put all the pieces into play and set the wheels into motion. Now, is simply the time for her to reap the fruits of what she sowed --- even if it is what shall result in her being brought to a crashing halt in front of the entire world. This is what she wished for, the moment she thought I was merely a device. A means to an end.
"My hands are clean. This is what she wished for."
I state in response to a comment from the voice, questioning whether or not I truly need to end Apathy in order to obtain closure or vengeance. Simply put - it is the only way this can end. Nothing else will truly close the book outside of it, and I think deep down - they know this too. Just like Apathy does. War is not just the name of the match we shall be partaking in, it is the singular most apt descriptor of what we have been engaged in. To some, it may be a simple power struggle. Or two distinct personalities that are clashing for their respective causes. If it were that simple, then we wouldn't find ourselves in the situation that we do.
Both of us wanting to be the one that cuts down the other for good -Caring not for any metaphorical or even literal blood that may end up on our hands in the process. In fact, I know I'll relish the feeling of Apathy's blood on my skin, for it will be what lets me know that the deed has been done. That I did to her, what she failed to do to me. Though as I stated, it will not sully my hands. It will not weigh on me as much as it may others --- For all I am doing, is what she has desired. Chuckling in a soft, detached manner, my smirk slightly grows as the thoughts of what is to come. The depravity that I shall bring about as I finish the task I set about the moment OPW re-opened its doors.
"Alright. I'll talk to you later."
Remembering that I was still on the phone, I pull it away from my ear, I press 'end call', before turning my focus to the primary purpose for my discourse. The woman who has been on my mind ever since we found our paths crossing once again.
"You knew that it was bound to come to this , Apathy. You knew that someday, I would be the specter that would haunt you. The shadow looming around you whenever you looked over your shoulder. The nightmares that caused cold sweats to run through your body. Yet I can sense the fear that emits from you. I can see it dripping from you, even as you convince yourself that this is what you need. That once we are said and done, you can move on, but we both know that you can't. Or rather, you won't."
I widen the smile briefly, before returning to a cold, stoic expression.
"After all, you have worn this burden on your shoulder for almost 2 years now. Believing that it would never come back, but deep down realising that I hadn't been killed. That beneath the surface. Beneath the machine like exterior, I was Korrupt. You just never wished to comprehend what that meant. Never wishing to think about what would occur when it all came to light and I set my ploy into motion - that is why you became scared and panicked when I left Jayson to rot within the searing flames. His body slowly falling into the mire with no means of escape. You knew that soon, it would be you in my sights."
I then deliver the next words in a pointed tone.
"That time has now come."
Leaning back, I rest my arms atop the armrests, before blankly staring forward. All that is on my mind now, is making sure that this design. This scheme goes about without a hitch. Without Apathy being able to resist the slide that awaits her when the lights are shining at their absolute brightest.
"See, everything has been leading to this moment. Every move I have made since stepping out from the darkness and back into the light has been to put myself in position to strike you down. To not simply defeat you. Not merely to leave you on the mat but to break you down. Deconstruct you and all that you claim to stand for in a way that nobody has been able to do before. A way that will make the torment and agony that you wear on your chest feel like a gentle breeze in comparison. Make all the words and actions others have committed and aimed in your direction feel like love taps feel like nothing more than air that swirls around you.
See Apathy, I plan on being the one to do what everyone else has failed to do. I plan on being the one that reveals just how frail you truly are. How shattered you truly are within. How you are nothing more than a lost and scared little child, fighting a war that she was never bound to win. One that she blindly walked into, believing her own assurances that it would be okay. That she has faced people who have been more intimidating. More fearsome on the surface and walked out - yet failing to realise that what awaits you, doesn't live on the surface you thrive within. Think of it like an ocean. Whilst you are all too happy swimming in the waves but above the sand and creatures that live within it, the cyclone. The symphony that shall play out makes its home within the murky depths. Its eyes showing a red glare that you cannot look into, lest fear consume you. Lest your sins be dragged from the chambers you have locked them within. Just like they did for your little friend Eoin."
I grin once again, this time making it intentionally sinister. To mirror the smile the hypothetical figure lurking within those depths would have.
"He was just the one who stumbled into its waiting arms first. You should thank him for that, for he is the one who bought you time. Who put himself into the flames to protect you. To save you from having to surrender your bout when this time rolled around. Yet he didn't really succeed in that, did he? For you decided that you wanted me to force that sacrifice to play out - even though I would have been more than happy to take the belt as a little feather to the bow that is you. A bonus prize when you are laying at my feet, but we can't always obtain what we desire."
I sigh slightly, before softly laughing.
"Though I do want to thank you. You deciding to stick your nose in my business with Hunter meant that I finally had a motive to ensure you lost the belt. That you understood that now, the beast and its red eyes are focused on you. That their malevolence would be coming your way and not relenting until the last bit of life drains from your eyes and you become nothing more than a husk. A shell. Just as you made me."
I then slowly begin to rise, my eyes glowing the same red as the beasts.
"Don't worry, I promise that you will finally be able to rest. You will finally be able to join your friends once more --- just as you crave. For come Showcase, your end shall arrive. I'll see you there."
I then walk off, having made it clear just what I have in store. Planning to savor every moment of Apathy's decimation at my own hands. This is what my moves. My motions have been leading towards and now, the moment has come. It is not strictly about winning. It is about finishing what Apathy started. Ensuring that she finally understands that what she thought was finite is truly eternal and beyond even her wildest comprehensions.
"It's time."
Those are my final words as I disappear out of sight.
END.