[ It's true. Vanitas' situation had changed a lot. Dramatically, really, in such a short amount of time. Comparatively, anyway. Prior to the shake up, he didn't have anyone. Didn't want anyone. Just caught in a constant cycle of pain and suffering and being molded into some kind of tool or weapon for the old man to use. A means to achieve his desires. Vanitas had known that. Accepted that. Thought he could use it until it became clear that he was never meant to be whole.
But then Aeflengom. Where people forced him to questioned so many thing that he thought were certainties. These people asked nothing of him but to just exist. To be safe and asked for nothing in return. He had been given an actual home for the first time with people who also embrace that Darkness is just a part of who they are. Friends that encouraged him to just find himself and not worry who he had been when he had been Ventus.
Some of that is still here. Some of it isn't. So, in a sense, Vanitas does feel like he's lost quite a bit. But no, not everything. ]
I guess it isn't, no. Then maybe the correct thing to say is that I'm tired of losing.
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But then Aeflengom. Where people forced him to questioned so many thing that he thought were certainties. These people asked nothing of him but to just exist. To be safe and asked for nothing in return. He had been given an actual home for the first time with people who also embrace that Darkness is just a part of who they are. Friends that encouraged him to just find himself and not worry who he had been when he had been Ventus.
Some of that is still here. Some of it isn't. So, in a sense, Vanitas does feel like he's lost quite a bit. But no, not everything. ]
I guess it isn't, no. Then maybe the correct thing to say is that I'm tired of losing.