Don’t mind me, I’m not dead again.
Studying for my finals. When these are over, which is very soon, I’ll be back to being semi-quality again.
>There's a young man watching you with kind blue eyes. He has a serene smile on his face. "All are welcome in His house, as they are in mine.">"Who are you?" you ask.
>"Before my christening as God's Messiah, I was called Shujinkou Ryumie, or Shujin for short. You may still call me that if you wish. My new name...is Abel. Or perhaps my old name?" He chuckles. "Please, stay a while, friend..."
((Indy RP blog for the protagonist of Devil Survivor if he followed Amane's Route.))
Abel The Messiah
Gotta roll out for now, I shall return, of course.
“In your dreams. Heavenly and Sinful do not match.”
“Or perhaps they have always been two sides of the same coin~”
“I fear I may not survive such a truly terrifying ordeal.”
“If I do not, know that God always loves you, my dear demonic friend!”
“Dealing with you is always a waste of my time, and I’ve wasted energy just by doing so. I’m going to Lucifer’s head chief since absorbing the huge ass fly causes me to hunger.”
“Such strange tastes you have, but nevertheless, I hope you enjoy your meal. Be sure to thank our Heavenly Father for such fine cuisine.”
“Such a goody two shoes, no wonder you were Gods favorite.”
“Oh, I’m sorry. Your oh-so heavenly brain of yours seem to get attention from me when I do curse. Besides, who would want to be shackled ever since God sundered the tongues of all humans; who simply wanted to live with Him.”
“I’m rather hungry.”
Abel just went on with his serene smile, though internally he knew the other was picking fights as per usual, and he shouldn’t rise to the bait.
“What an abrupt topic change. I’m certain the Demon Overlord can obtain any meal he so desires~”
“You say you will not lose? Pity, I’ll be the victor, even if it means ending both of our existence. Let someone else take the position of our roles, living lives we’ve never wanted. Do not deny it, if you had chosen you’d live such a simple life.”
“Poor, pathetic angels. We demons don’t give a fuck with those higher up assholes. You and your lawful selves can go have a stick shoved up your asses.”
“It’s hardly a victory if we’re both dead, but as you say!” Abel merely continued to smile. “On the contrary my dear friend, the choice of becoming Messiah was mine, and I do not regret it at all. A simple life has never been our destiny.”
“Such language, honestly. There is a way to get your opinion across that does not involve such a crass vocabulary, though I waste my words, I’m sure. It is that lack of rules that leads to anarchy…”
“Shall we agree to disagree, for now?”
“They were not my childhood companions, they were my human hosts companion. They do not mean a thing to me, and I will not have empathy at all.”
“I rather stay ‘lost’ than feel pain of those who get too close. You have a bigger heart, so breakable while I tend to stay in the shadows. I might have missed you, because you are me; but that doesn’t mean I want you to stay alive.”
“If what you say is true, then I pity you.” Abel looked at his counterpart sadly. “I may be God’s Messiah, and it is my honor to serve Him and the rest of humanity, but I do not think that this means they are no longer my friends. I remember them, and the times we’ve spent together, and in that regard I can only pray they still see me as their companion as well.”
“I imagine one of these days we will have to fight, but I apologize, for I will not lose. I suspect what will happen is that we will destroy each other.”
He pulled his cloak around him, his serenity returning.
“The angels think me a fool for continuing to associate with you, but I find our conversations very interesting.”
“They were fickle, they decided to leave if we chose a different path. They are stupid, and the only one who stayed with me was Atsuro. yet he left too, while you had whatever miserable humans as your friend. Good hearts? Pathetic, they were easily swayed. Swayed because they wanted to take the easy route out.”
“You are pathetic as well, but a lot more lovable. I don’t care if you die, I don’t give a rats ass if you ‘purify’ me. The truth is what I tell, and you are blinded by God’s so called ‘love’ to see it.”
“Do you think so lowly of your friends?” Abel said sadly. “No matter what they may have done during the lockdown, they were your friends, dear friends, as they are mine. Childhood companions, fellow students…allies. Yet you are so stuck in your ways that you believe them cowardly for daring to disagree with you. Perhaps, when so many stood against your opinion, the error lies in you for continuing on regardless of their pleas. You lack empathy, my dear friend.”
“You don’t care if I die, but you mentioned you missed me when I left. You don’t know what you want, you wander lost, and it is because you are without light that I follow you despite the danger you pose.”
kenprettyshorts started following you
He pouted again, looking up at the bluenette. He wasn’t going to change his mind, was he?
Ken sighed in defeat, lowering his head slightly.
“Okay…”
“I don’t mean to dishearten you, I appreciate the offer greatly.” Abel gestured. “Now then, shall we?”
(Source: messiah-in-headphones)
