Sure thing, Death is not the end, it merely moves you to another plane of existence. It can be an empowering one... but in your predicament, it will most likely send you deeper into the chains that keep you bound. And besides, this place is not even a world that abides by rules of cause and effect very well...
*Materializes a knife and sticks it into the side of my eye, dripping blood into my hot chocolate* Then it’s just a game of whose mind is worse. Yours or mine?
Hmmm... interesting concept... i guess you could chose that, if that property of existence was an actual permanent deletion from all planes of existence that is...
You do not actually believe i would set someone like you free just like that right? I simply prevented the outer void from consuming you, but that freedom you think you have, still does not exist... And won't till you are worthy of it...
*Grins* You don’t think I’d die just to make your life more hard than it was?
*I stand there for a while, exuding an aura of calm, yet undeniable power. The blinding light from my cosmic eyes, now further add pressure and begin cutting through the haze of your chaotic mind on top of what was already done through the conversations and interventions thus far.*
Misty, your words carry the weight of someone who has been bound by the chains of madness and torment for far too long. I do not seek to talk you out of anything, for I see that your mind is not one that can be easily swayed by the logic or reason you once might have entertained.
*Continues standing tall, resisting the incessant pressure from the new enemy that was awakened beyond this mind-scape*
But let me share with you something that perhaps you have forgotten during your long drifting through countless realms: freedom is not found in the embrace of chaos, the unfair hurting of the undeserving or the defiance of those who offer peace. True freedom, Misty, lies in the ability to choose—unhindered by the chains of vengeance, unclouded by the desire to inflict pain upon oneself and others.
And now I get to choose life or death for all of us. That’s so fun, right? Aren’t you glad I’m free?
I definitely don't see like that's the case... she keeps messing up! Still!
*Smirks* Talk me out of it.
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Assuming I want to manipulate you is something that would only be true if I were aiming to use you. While you may not believe me when I say I don’t, I can promise you that you’ll find have no reason to even want to. All I want is to see people free. *Holds my hands out in front of me, palms up* If this conversation has reinforced anything for me, it’s that I don’t believe you are free. Not yet.
I need to make him care first. Once he cares, then he can hate me.
A lie simply by metric of how much time he spent on you. It’s another one of the million ways I’m sure he manipulated you. *Sighs* You can’t take a word out of his mouth at face value. Truly.
I know that. Because you can’t count on anything he ever said to you or did to you, as anything except a means to manipulate you. His words mean nothing.
He called me a pet. A toy. I don't mean a thing to him at all.
The way a person like him thinks? The only way to make him regret choosing you is to prove that you are stronger than what he did to you. Letting it hurt you until your last breath, means he wins.
The greatest service anyone could ever do for a guy like that is to keep their memory alive. We can all turn our backs on his place in history, together.
Nnnnnn—I want to find a way to live that makes him wish he did not choose me. Real spite. Then I can die like you all want me to.
If you’re all that’s left of him, then do you want to know the ultimate way to spite him? Let him be forgotten. Stop living your life with him in mind, and let him go.
*Squeezes my cheeks with one hand and looks up, considering the suggestion* Mmmmm~...