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Characters: Joshua and well, anyone
Location: one of the big apartment roofs
Time: Evening
Style: Either!
Status: Open like a 7/11
( It was late afternoon by the time Joshua opened his eyes again, not quite napping and not quite thinking but listening on the apartment roof. )
Location: one of the big apartment roofs
Time: Evening
Style: Either!
Status: Open like a 7/11
( It was late afternoon by the time Joshua opened his eyes again, not quite napping and not quite thinking but listening on the apartment roof. )
Naoya was... defensive, but now he was no longer thinking clearly. "Credit? Hah! I give Him no such thing; it is simple truth. He ruined my life; Abel's life, purposefully, and then shattered Abel's soul so he would never remember, while making sure I forever would." He can't look Joshua in the eyes at all.
"... Only Abel--only HE can take the throne and rule the demons. He must become the King of Bel for humanity! I did what needed to be done to save him from God. ... That is all. He's a smart child, but a naive one. He needed... guidance." Naoya could be, at best, pitied. He could not cry. His feelings were numb. There wasn't even a sign of anything but anger or hatred in his voice, anymore--he knew not how to love anymore. "... And so the angel said, 'Man shall judge man,' but He is hardly a just God. He would kill His own martyr because he is a threat to His power."
... Notice he avoided answering your question. Naoya... he just couldn't answer that. Did he regret it? OF COURSE. But... which part did he truly regret? He could not answer.
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