For the first time, Hizumi's Shadow looks well and truly scared. Although his Persona makes an attempt to escape the light, his movements are too late; there is a bright flash, and the Shadow falls to his knees, just barely able to muster the energy to glare at Ayumu.
"...You bastard." The words are quiet and pained. "The one who wanted me to live the most... was you. But now that I finally agreed to it... you'll kill me?"
His red-eyed gaze flickers to the original Hizumi. "You're still too scared to live. Even now... you almost let yourself be killed. You did that on purpose. You... you really thought, just for a second... that you could finally die."
On the ground, Hizumi remains silent, his breath freezing in his lungs. It's only natural that it would have noticed. But even still, his heart constricts, and it's only by gritting his teeth that he doesn't shout out in response.
"You don't deserve this life. Since you're so scared of it, you should just quit." Its breathing is ragged, but it still manages to force the words out. "If you aren't going to use this life... Give it to me instead!"
"...Shut up."
The original Hizumi's Persona tilts his head, giving an amused look before moving his arm with a sharp gesture. Suddenly, a horrific wail pierces the air, enough to make even those who are not currently struck by Fear want to cover their ears.
So naturally, Ayumu's Shadow will have to bear the brunt of it.
It's only when the sound fades that he speaks up again. "...I already know all of that. Of course I don't want to be killed, by Ayumu or his Shadow-- what did I do to deserve that kind of fate?"
His voice shakes. But he continues:
"But I can't. I want to live, but I can't. I don't want to kill people. I'd rather die before that happened."
And it's true. The thought of turning on the people in this world... There were certainly the corrupt. The foolish. But that doesn't mean he has any desire to destroy what little they have left.
"So, what do you want from me? If it's about living, fine. You're right. I want to live. Even though it makes it so much more difficult, knowing I have to be killed..."
"I... really... wished I could live."
He brings a hand to his head, in part out of weariness, and the rest to conceal the tears. Accepting that he had to die, even going so far as to try to trigger it himself-- it was so much easier than admitting that, no matter how simple it seemed. Because it meant acknowledging that there was yet one more thing he wanted, but could never, ever be allowed to grasp. Because it was a constant reminder of the cruel fate that awaited him.
The Shadow looks surprised at first, but finally lowers his head in silence. It's faint, but a small smile plays upon his lips. With no further ado, the Shadow dissipates, leaving behind no trace of its existence.
Ghastly Wail > All (Affects only Shadow Ayumu)
For the first time, Hizumi's Shadow looks well and truly scared. Although his Persona makes an attempt to escape the light, his movements are too late; there is a bright flash, and the Shadow falls to his knees, just barely able to muster the energy to glare at Ayumu.
"...You bastard." The words are quiet and pained. "The one who wanted me to live the most... was you. But now that I finally agreed to it... you'll kill me?"
His red-eyed gaze flickers to the original Hizumi. "You're still too scared to live. Even now... you almost let yourself be killed. You did that on purpose. You... you really thought, just for a second... that you could finally die."
On the ground, Hizumi remains silent, his breath freezing in his lungs. It's only natural that it would have noticed. But even still, his heart constricts, and it's only by gritting his teeth that he doesn't shout out in response.
"You don't deserve this life. Since you're so scared of it, you should just quit." Its breathing is ragged, but it still manages to force the words out. "If you aren't going to use this life... Give it to me instead!"
"...Shut up."
The original Hizumi's Persona tilts his head, giving an amused look before moving his arm with a sharp gesture. Suddenly, a horrific wail pierces the air, enough to make even those who are not currently struck by Fear want to cover their ears.
So naturally, Ayumu's Shadow will have to bear the brunt of it.
It's only when the sound fades that he speaks up again. "...I already know all of that. Of course I don't want to be killed, by Ayumu or his Shadow-- what did I do to deserve that kind of fate?"
His voice shakes. But he continues:
"But I can't. I want to live, but I can't. I don't want to kill people. I'd rather die before that happened."
And it's true. The thought of turning on the people in this world... There were certainly the corrupt. The foolish. But that doesn't mean he has any desire to destroy what little they have left.
"So, what do you want from me? If it's about living, fine. You're right. I want to live. Even though it makes it so much more difficult, knowing I have to be killed..."
"I... really... wished I could live."
He brings a hand to his head, in part out of weariness, and the rest to conceal the tears. Accepting that he had to die, even going so far as to try to trigger it himself-- it was so much easier than admitting that, no matter how simple it seemed. Because it meant acknowledging that there was yet one more thing he wanted, but could never, ever be allowed to grasp. Because it was a constant reminder of the cruel fate that awaited him.
The Shadow looks surprised at first, but finally lowers his head in silence. It's faint, but a small smile plays upon his lips. With no further ado, the Shadow dissipates, leaving behind no trace of its existence.