[Endo says those simple few words, things any reasonable person would be able to ignore, and there's a split inside of Accelerator's mind.
He's known he was a monster for a long, long time. There were points in his life where he tried to prove otherwise, but they never lasted and he always returned to being a monster. He always sank back down into the mud. That's how it is right now, he's just sinking and sinking and sinking --
People can be monsters. He's known loads of them, mainly scientists, sometimes kids like himself, but none of them ever reached the same level of demonic as him. None of them willingly drowned themselves in as much innocent as he has. He's unique in the worst way possible, and it leaves him feeling like something viscerally familiar to him - a chewed up, mangled carcass - but it's true.
Accelerator stares up at Endo, the fear draining out of him, leaving his expression desperate. His vision starts to blur and the static in his head gets louder. Endo is right in one sense and wrong in another. He isn't a person, but he isn't nothing. He doesn't want to be a monster, but he is one and there isn't anything he can do about it.
There's a change in the air pressure immediately surrounding them, moments before a resounding boom causes the windows in the buildings around them to shudder. A jet black substance suddenly explodes out of Accelerator's back, spraying dozens of meters into the air in the form of two long, dark wings. Looming high above the two of them the wings start to distort and bend, scraping against nearby buildings and shattering glass, the darkness they're made of swallowing up any light that reaches them. Accelerator trembles, still staring at Endo, almost as if he doesn't even notice what's going on behind him.
This isn't the first time these things have manifested themselves, and every single time they've come out they've been nearly impossible to control. Right now is no different. There's another bursting noise as the wings start to intertwine with each other, tearing at each other like animals desperately trying to rip each other apart.]
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He's known he was a monster for a long, long time. There were points in his life where he tried to prove otherwise, but they never lasted and he always returned to being a monster. He always sank back down into the mud. That's how it is right now, he's just sinking and sinking and sinking --
People can be monsters. He's known loads of them, mainly scientists, sometimes kids like himself, but none of them ever reached the same level of demonic as him. None of them willingly drowned themselves in as much innocent as he has. He's unique in the worst way possible, and it leaves him feeling like something viscerally familiar to him - a chewed up, mangled carcass - but it's true.
Accelerator stares up at Endo, the fear draining out of him, leaving his expression desperate. His vision starts to blur and the static in his head gets louder. Endo is right in one sense and wrong in another. He isn't a person, but he isn't nothing. He doesn't want to be a monster, but he is one and there isn't anything he can do about it.
There's a change in the air pressure immediately surrounding them, moments before a resounding boom causes the windows in the buildings around them to shudder. A jet black substance suddenly explodes out of Accelerator's back, spraying dozens of meters into the air in the form of two long, dark wings. Looming high above the two of them the wings start to distort and bend, scraping against nearby buildings and shattering glass, the darkness they're made of swallowing up any light that reaches them. Accelerator trembles, still staring at Endo, almost as if he doesn't even notice what's going on behind him.
This isn't the first time these things have manifested themselves, and every single time they've come out they've been nearly impossible to control. Right now is no different. There's another bursting noise as the wings start to intertwine with each other, tearing at each other like animals desperately trying to rip each other apart.]