Persona 2129 Quest #52

You are Takashi Wakui, a sixteen year old Japanese high school student. In your world, half of humanity possesses a Persona—the corporeal manifestation of one’s personality as a supernatural entity. You had been an unlucky ordinary at first, lacking the potential to summon your Persona. Then the application AETHER was forcibly installed on your smartphone. It sucked you into the nightmarish realm of the Blackened Void, where you fought monsters and awakened your Persona in the process.

You are now the Wild Card of the 22nd Century. You possess the Fool Arcana, giving you the power to draw strength from bonds and wield multiple Personas at once. Already this places you in great danger, as the Fool Arcana is seen as an impossibility by the common masses. Revealing your newfound power to the common world would immediately land your head on a dissection table. To make matters worse, you and several others have been cursed as the Void’s Chosen, fated to traverse the wastelands of the Blackened Void until the end of the game. For what purpose does AETHER exist, what mysteries lie within and how is victory achieved?

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So
I beat another guy in a duel
Unlike that whats-her-name this guy was actually cool
was it yoshii?
How the fuck do you know
it’s displayed on the official results, dummy. i fought that guy, too. and i agree with you, takashi-kun, yoshii is a good loser.
he was a bit more difficult for me to beat since his persona is fast but fire and light saved the day :)
Oh
I just switched to Koppa Tengu and Garula’ed him until he got knocked out
it wasn’t that easy, was it?
Well no
Dude was fast
His Persona nearly ripped my neck out
Huh that statement sounds kinda disturbing now that I think about it
My past self would’ve been shocked but now I don’t give a shit
you know, i’m really conflicted about you using your other personas. on one hand, it’s almost like cheating and i’m worried you’ll be discovered by someone.
on the other, it’s a natural part of you and i can’t blame you for using it to your fullest potential. i certainly wouldn’t handicap myself if i was born as a judgement user.
hmmm…i don’t know! i just don’t know, takashi-kun. when we have our double match, should i let you use them?
Oh yeah that doubles match
Celeste have I earned the right to fight alongside you
Even though we do that all the time
That you’re my best friend
And I literally saved your life

i was wondering when you would ask, takashi-kun! :)
doubles matches are harder to organize so it might take time before we get a match together
Why didn’t you ask me to fight with you from the very beginning if you wanted it so much
Why did you make me win a couple of duels at first
I’m seriously confused Celeste
actually takashi-kun, there’s i do have a good reason.
there’s this policy where partners of double matches have to be a bit close in strength.
i talked to some of the other girls and they told me it’s based on the amount of wins and losses a student has.
this is to prevent a-ranks from partnering up with new kids and bullying them or whatever.
there are exceptions of course. i think exemplary students can negotiate with the staff.
now that you have three wins, takashi-kun, one of which is against me that i won’t ever ever forget!!!
>:)
it makes it okay for you to partner up with me.
so rest easy and wait until i’ve got everything organized.
Aren’t you the busy one
:)
Why didn’t you just tell me this from the very start
At least that way I wouldn’t have been in the dark for the past couple of weeks
because this way it would be more dramatic, silly.
Goddammit Celeste

Doubles duel should be fun.

>it’s a natural part of you
But it isn't.

Wow, already? I thought it would take longer.

>>Almost a decade into the past…

…a young boy memories as empty as the city he would one day be condemned to traverse sits in his bedroom. There is quite the selection of entertainment goods scattered across his room—on shelves, in boxes and nestled in cupboards. His older sister, desperate to emulate the turning back of the clock, picks them up one by one and presents to him.

The results are less than positive.

“I don’t want it.”

“A-are you sure? You used to love playing with the action figures.”

You don’t say anything. You just stare into Shizuka. The message is clear. The present you would have clenched your chest in pain at the way your beloved older sister’s face fell from cautious hope to sullen acceptance. The past you is less than a blank slate and does not fully understand how much your family cares for you.

“I’ll put it back in the box. Maybe you can play with it later, okay Takashi?” She tries to give you a cheerful smile. It has as much effect on you as petrol does towards extinguishing a house fire.

“…”

“What about these blocks? We built castles with them, remember?”

“I don’t remember anything.” You say.

“Oh…nee-san’s sorry, Takashi.”

“I don’t care about the blocks. They’re boring.”

“O-okay. What about the board games?”

> Hellfire, Maragion
When did she get those skills?

“There’s nobody to play them with.”

“I can play with you!” Shizuka offers.

“You have school.”

“I can make time for you! Honest! Your nee-san is always ready for you.”

“I didn’t like them in the first place.”

“You used to.” Shizuka says gloomily, putting the cases back in their shelves. You turn to stare into her again. A flinch courses through her body.

“He’s dead.” You snap—no, state because there isn’t enough irritation inside of your heart for you to feel even mildly annoyed. Each word is like the descent of a lead weight into the sea. This time, Shizuka doesn’t reply. Without looking at you, she wordlessly picks up the toys and places them into a big box. The clouds outside have suddenly become a lot more grey and dreary.

“You don’t have to keep reminding me.” She says in a small voice after a while. “I know that.”

“Sorry.” You reply. The apology is one trained by your mother, functional and hollow. Your older sister accepts it all the same, likely because there is no other choice.

“Tou-san could play with you.” Shizuka mutters. “He’s not doing anything right now.”

“He’s sick.”

“He wants to spend time with you.”

“I’ll get sick. I don’t want to go near him.”

“He’s our father!”

“So?”

“Takashi…” Shizuka is on the verge on saying something, but instead shakes and lowers her head. “Never mind, I should talk to kaa-san about this…”

She rummages around in a cupboard and retrieves a stack of papers. They are old, creasing at the edges and covered in childish scribbes. Shizuka scans through them, then thrusts them at you.”

“Look, Takashi. It’s your old drawings you did in preschool with your classmates. Do you want them or…”

You flip through them. Like all drawings made by children, the color theory is awful. You aren’t old enough to comprehend that yet, so you just say they are too squiggly and ugly. You shake your head and Shizuka sighs.

Based candyfu

“Thought so.” She mutters.

You grab a sheet by the corners. “I can rip them up.”

“What? No!” Shizuka is quick to yank the papers away from you, hustling them into a neat little stack. She glares at you. “Kaa-san said these are our precious memories! We have to keep them!”

You shrug. “They’re useless.”

“You don’t understand Takashi, they’re not useless!” Shizuka says, hotly. “Kaa-san and tou-san would love to look over these. I think they’re good too! Like this picture of a castle, the stars in the sky or this one of a tree on a hill and…”

You listen, blank-eyed and empty-eared as Shizuka lists all the ‘wonderful’ benefits of keeping the pile of trash she found in your bedroom. Obviously, you would grow up and understand why she was so desperate and even a little angry at you for suggesting to throw the pictures away. For now though, her voice is drowned out by the rush of the city outside until it flattens into something you have no interest in caring about. Instead of listening to your sister like any normal boy would do, you pick up a book—one of the few things in the bedroom worth salvaging in your opinion—and tune her voice out.

The pictures are important, your sister says. You drew them with your own hands. Your emotions and feelings are contained with them. Some were helped by your friends, meaning they are evidence of the bond you and they share. The pictures are nothing more than flat surfaces with lines drawn on them in crayon, but they are nonetheless filled with life. Your life. They should be kept because your parents want to remember that you existed, that you were happy and that you loved the world you lived in. It’s around that point where Shizuka runs out of breath and takes a moment to compose herself.