[That's... that's so much to take in, Lucifel. Give Intensity a few seconds to absorb all that]
So he's also a triplet.
And in your efforts to destroy his "evil" self, you'd hope his amnesiac self would flourish. But in fact, what you thought was an insignificant "binding" -- template, you called it -- is gaining more and more prevalence.
And Lucifel, idol of Imeeji, would just rather happily settle down with his multiple love interests.
While Ruler - re-arranger of human identity and ideals - wants his a worthy rival that he can crush under his heel before he can fully enjoy his victory.
And neither parts of you give a shit about this template.
[ pausing, his gaze downcast - it's hard for him to articulate what he wants and it's easily shown on his face, ]
. . . Lucifel, idol of Imeeji, wants Avenger to be the rival that can stop Ruler.
Ruler wants nothing more than for Avenger to settle down quietly, and live a fulfilling and happy life - and thus, be rendered useless, incapable of standing in Ruler's way.
. . . It isn't as though that child is one to be discarded - however, that child already has his own life to live. The template personality is not the host body - rather, like the original that was used to make a mold used for mass production, that person exists separately, living elsewhere. So -
[ with a strained tone, ]
It isn't fair, that he should take over Avenger's life too. ... It's his own, so - regardless of my own . . . What Lucifel or Ruler want out of him, he should be allowed to exist, you know . . . ?
. . . Ahh, you mean - like Silence-san and Song-san?
[ honestly what is a timeshare ]
If it was a matter of something like Silence-san and Song-san's situation, then it might be easier to consider this. But - well . . .
[ hm ]
It isn't quite the same. For one, there aren't quite three "people", but rather, facets . . . You wouldn't call "Lucifel" and "Ruler" two people in one body, right? Though his situation is more difficult . . .
Erm . . . Do you recall - the house, and the inherited memories of the person that died?
[ she takes it and looks it over, giving it a smile after a couple of seconds. ]
Thanks. Any chance of making it shoot fire or something? [ sets it down and walks over to the center of the shop where the sheet is draped over whatever the hell she cobbled together for intensity. ]
But I guess that can wait cause it’s my turn. Ya ready?
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