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Viridian ⋙ 梵天 ([personal profile] aberdevine) wrote2012-03-27 08:50 pm
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[MEMORY LOG] Memory #45

Speaking to the Great Ayakashi elder.

FROM: Kiriko's bird'n'box game.
FORM: a small emerald-colored wooden box.
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The ayakashi that came to help with Tsuyukusa tell Bonten that they're going to take their leave. "We do not know what the Yakou and the Nue are doing. May we leave them to you?"

BONTEN: ---yeah. Though I don't know how much we'll be able to do.

Then the eldest speaks up.

ELDER: You are Byakuroku's child?
ELDER: He, too, was an eccentric ayakashi. Though he was one of us great ayakashi, he was outstandingly unusual.
ELDER: Purposefully coming to live in this forest, purposefully taking prey as his child, purposefully mixing his essence with a human.

He says something about the chance to see Toki doing the soul transfer being unexpectedand how after living a thousand years he still doesn't truly understand the soul.

BONTEN: ... the one who combined Byakuroku with a human was...
ELDER: It was your intention... is that what you're saying?
ELDER: Don't take a great ayakashi so lightly.
ELDER: Even in the case of a god, if it's something the person in question does not desire, they cannot be forced into it.
ELDER: To combine with a human... in other words, to be able to keep living. Both desired it, so that's what happened.
ELDER: You were nothing more than an intermediary.
ELDER: I see. Perhaps the suffering the human underwent afterwards was not the ayakashi's will.
ELDER: Perhaps instead it was a god unforgiving of a taboo showing his power of enforcement.
ELDER: But they lived.
ELDER: Even in an indistinct creature, the power of intention is indisputable.
ELDER: What kind of an idiot feels pain for giving someone who wants to live a push in that direction?
ELDER: Have pride.

What he learned:
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⇢ akflddljakfjguiohukjs;lkfgjdf aaaaaaaa
⇢ ALL OF THE FEELINGS
+ some weight off his shoulders regarding the Ginshu/Byakuroku issue
- some self-loathing