*Takes another sip of the blood-stained hot chocolate* This is why I don't talk to the ones who want to "fix" me. You come in, act like you know me, and get mad when I'm not who you think I am. At least the ones who want to kill me act real.
*seemingly ignores you entirely, as if your temper tantrums have absolutely no meaning to me anymore*
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Fights... they brought her here. I saw so much of them... I don't want to be like that.
Well then... why don't you make them stop? This is your chance to say your word and say it well...
*I say as you begin to gleam with otherworldly light and freshness*
See the problem before you is this, you will be fighting yourself...
*And as i say that, i reach down, undulating this realm around my very being, as i pull from your deepest pit, one of your forgotten better selves - Lullaby*
... And now that this is done, you will be fighting your better self... who WILL be backed up by my full might ...
*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?
*Chuckles at the absurdity of your declaration and challenge with utter detachment*
You are not fighting me, Misty. You are fighting yourself and yourself alone, and this mind prison, is not made or held up by me... it is a concoction made by you in a pradoxical way...
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...
*Grins* You don’t think I’d die just to make your life more hard than it was?
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...