[ Ren doesn’t want to answer—no, Akira doesn’t want to. It’s a secret he has been holding in for a year for good reasons, nightmares of Shadows, gods, and battles now swathed over by this single memory. Sometimes, it’s siddicult to tell the difference between dream and reality, but Yusuke’s very presence and reactions ground him. ]
It’s just a dream.
[ Less to Yusuke and more to himself. Akechi pushes forward, saber digging into the katana as the sounds of sizzling metal shakes the air. The other Phantom Thieves help out, firing skills, bullets, or diving him with everything they got. It makes Akechi back up, struggling only a tad bit. The only indication of any exhaustion is the slouch in his shoulders and nothing more... His maniac laugh returns as he goes on a tirade about how he hates Joker—attic trash. Why did he have everything? It doesn’t matter. He will kill all of them.
The battle goes on, now with a twist. A new Persona, new apparel, and an entirely different Akechi. Rampage, a horrifying skill, takes the spotlight... But it isn’t enough for him to win against eight people. Suddenly, the dream slows, almost frozen in time as their opponent staggers back with a forlorn look on his face. It gives Ren time to look over to Yusuke, biting his tongue, but forces the words lodged in his throat out. Pushing his mask up, he wearily rubs his face. ]
I’m sorry.
[ For so many things... For hiding this for so long, for not relying on him more, for remembering this at all, for being the possible catalyst of this exact memory. He knows better than to apologize, but his heart needs some solace or reprieve.
As if they’re not there, the memory continues like a memory with the Phantom Thieves pitying him, but giving Akechi hard advice and even an opportunity to take Shido down with them. It’s in the background, slightly muffled like they’re no longer a part of it. ]
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It’s just a dream.
[ Less to Yusuke and more to himself. Akechi pushes forward, saber digging into the katana as the sounds of sizzling metal shakes the air. The other Phantom Thieves help out, firing skills, bullets, or diving him with everything they got. It makes Akechi back up, struggling only a tad bit. The only indication of any exhaustion is the slouch in his shoulders and nothing more... His maniac laugh returns as he goes on a tirade about how he hates Joker—attic trash. Why did he have everything? It doesn’t matter. He will kill all of them.
The battle goes on, now with a twist. A new Persona, new apparel, and an entirely different Akechi. Rampage, a horrifying skill, takes the spotlight... But it isn’t enough for him to win against eight people. Suddenly, the dream slows, almost frozen in time as their opponent staggers back with a forlorn look on his face. It gives Ren time to look over to Yusuke, biting his tongue, but forces the words lodged in his throat out. Pushing his mask up, he wearily rubs his face. ]
I’m sorry.
[ For so many things... For hiding this for so long, for not relying on him more, for remembering this at all, for being the possible catalyst of this exact memory. He knows better than to apologize, but his heart needs some solace or reprieve.
As if they’re not there, the memory continues like a memory with the Phantom Thieves pitying him, but giving Akechi hard advice and even an opportunity to take Shido down with them. It’s in the background, slightly muffled like they’re no longer a part of it. ]