[TSUCHIGUMO]

[guillotineroom]

[when you open your eyes, you find yourself in a pleasant greenhouse. the sweet scent of flowers surrounds you, and the sun shining through the glass ceiling invigorates you from within. there are stone benches on which you can sit, and if you're hungry, there's a garden table with some refreshing tea and scones available to you]

[the voice– the good voice– echoes in your head again]

YOUR DESIRES. . . CREATED THIS REALM. IT IS YOURS. . . IT IS NOT TYPHON'S! I CAN USE THOSE DESIRES TO GIVE YOU A SAFE PLACE. . . FROM WHICH TO FIGHT.

BUT I CANNOT DEFEAT HIM. . . ONLY YOU CAN. ONLY YOU– WITH YOUR OWN DESIRES!! YOU CAN. . . RESHAPE THIS WORLD. . . HOWEVER YOU'D LIKE!

Comments

[coursecorrect]

Hmm... It seems like we need to do something about those negative emotions?

[secondbornsun]

Balance 'em or counteract them or somethin', yeah.

My emotion is "I don't give a fuck".

[coursecorrect]

Well, that isn't going to help anything unless...

[ Gears turning in his head. ]

Unless apathy and indifference can be seen as counterpoints to guilt.

[secondbornsun]

I got plenty'a that an' I ain't got guilt.

[ ergo, ]

[coursecorrect]

That's what I mean. If we need to try and dispel that negative emotion of his somehow...