THE IC ANON MEME

[serrata]

THE IC ANON MEME

• Make an anonymous post with a question or topic of discussion. Or, alternatively, make a blank post with your character.


• Respond to other comments anonymously but ICly.


• Say whatever your character wants to say but never dared in person.


• ???


• Profit.

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

How long did it take you to regret things?

Was it somewhere around the dozen executions mark, or was it later?

1/2

[founderinglight]

The executions, specifically?

There was no reason to regret until I realized that it was, in fact, Ardyn that I had so tortured, and not simply a monster wearing his skin.

So the question you're asking really is, when did I realize it was him?

[founderinglight]

...I first began to have the feeling the moment he walked into the throne room before Regis - the first time he'd actually revealed himself to any member of the line since my time. But I didn't acknowledge the thought. It hurt too much to bear.

It was at Altissia that I could deny it no longer. I will remember that moment for all of eternity. I was such a fool.

[(Anonymous)]

...What were you thinking, seeing him again? Either time.

[founderinglight]

...It hurt. Both times, I just felt helpless. A witness who could contribute nothing.

He was so much himself in that throne room - dramatic, haven't-a-care - it warmed my heart even as it broke. I think that if he had been any less himself, I would have denied it less. But that he was gone was a foundation of the world I had tenuously managed to rebuild from the wreckage, and I couldn't allow myself to even think it.

...Altissia simply broke me. In a gesture that he probably thought nothing of, that Ignis hardly even registered -

Daemons can't warp. No matter how powerful they are, and there are some with similar abilities, but the power of our blood, the power of the light in it - it isn't possible for a daemon to use.

And so there could be no doubt or denial any further, especially not for me, when I grew up seeing that color as the other half of my own. And if he was my brother then, then he always had been.