man. man....the way dantes's Count of Monte Cristo spirit origin exists because of guda obliterates me man. im going to be sick he literally mutilated himself, cut pieces off himself and even altered his spirit origin JUST FOR guda.................that's why you see his labels in the begining as "Man with Cracks" or in like the CG here where he takes off his mask, not to mention his first costume when you summon him (this one below) his hand is a prosthetic. thats why it looks unnatural. bigger than his other arm. his entire arm is gone because he needed his plan - extremely, highly, risky as it was - to work.
everyday i learn more about dantes in the new chapter and fall for him more and more (<- already past insanity)
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ryoji's character be like. "what if the only thing death ever yearned for is life" "what if the answer to accepting death is to try to live" "what if your entire life's purpose catastrophically goes against your every wish yet youre doomed to carry it out anyway" "what if the only way out of it was death" and being shocked when someone important to you... refuses that fate for your sake. that they want you to live.
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Even if he already knew his friends were going to face him with hatred and resentment, because since he was a child he had known only violence and disgust at the hand of his own mother, even if he was facing mortal danger and betrayal from them, until the very end Will only thought about protecting them because they were the first people in his whole life he called friends, the first people in his whole life he allowed himself to grow emotionally attached to. And even when he realized that the illusion had shattered, that even Violet, his best friend and the person he believed in and whose affection he valued the most, hated him, he still couldn't transform his hurt in resentment, he couldn't forget his affection for them because it has been maybe the only reason he had wanted to fight, to live for after Bowhill.
And when James came back to him, when Will thought there was still one single person in the world who knew the truth and didn't hate him, there was still a chance to be loved for what he truly was without secrets and lies, the hurt and the betrayal didn't matter anymore because in Will's eyes the love and the acceptance of one single person was ENOUGH to wipe the sorrow and the guilt away, it was ENOUGH for Will to not feel alone in the world anymore, because even if he had lost his friends, his mother, his sisters, Violet, he still had James.
And then he realized that he couldn't have even that, the Collar around James's neck a cruel reminder that, again, he was unlovable, that the only way a person would choose him was under constriction, and not by free will, that every single word James were saying was hollow, like his past with his mother, like the life he was going to live for the rest of his days, a hunted animal, a hated monster, a fearful unnatural thing that should not even be in the world, that should be killed for sins he didn't even commit or remember, because it didn't matter that he was Will, it didn't matter that he was a child, a lost boy. The story repeated itself, the violence and the hatred coming at him again and again, without a way out, a chance to free himself from their vicious circle. All Will had ever wanted was to be Will, a friend, a brother, a son, a lover. And what hurt the most in the end is the realization that he would never have the chance again because no one would give him one.
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