Chapter 750 Chapter 750: Ugh, The Drama
"How... will I make you come back to me, Riley?"
"..."
Aerith wasn't expecting an answer, but she did not expect silence. After all, throughout this entire endeavor, Darkday never once shut his mouth. He just continued talking and talking, testing and teasing Aerith as much as he could.
But now, he just stared at her; his long white hair, freely waving along with the torrent of the wind. His hand, just very gently touching her chin as they looked into each others' eyes. Aerith's eyes, as always, even in tragedy, seemed filled with a hint of hope. But Darkday's...
...there truly was nothing there at all.
Soon, however, Darkday blinked as he let go of Aerith; his dead eyes, now looking at the Newer York they find themselves in. There were people watching them; each of their three eyes, either looking at Darkday or Aerith... or both.
Three eyes, as the people living in this city were not humans, but rather an eerily familiar alien race that Darkday had definitely seen before. The alien people seemed to be saying something, most of them pointing at Aerith with panicked expressions on their faces; some, even turning around to quickly walk or run away.
Even the ones that were inside the building all stepped outside. And soon, Aerith's face was being shown on the large screens that were on all the buildings around Times Square—and judging by the somewhat messy symbols floating along with Aerith's face, they weren't saying anything good.
And judging by the hastening feet of all the people as they run and glance at Aerith, it was probably telling them to evacuate.
Sadly for them, their panicked expressions made a smile grow on Darkday's face. Darkday very slowly lifted up his left foot. And then with a small,
'Heh,'
Darkday slammed his foot back down... causing a ripple to gush out from the ground he stomped on, a ripple that reverberated everywhere and instantly erased everything around them. First, turning them to dust, and then turning them into nothing at all.
Another New York was erased from existence.
As for Aerith, she just remained kneeling on the ground, watching everything unfold with her shoulders dropped.
"I did not realize you were speciesist, Megawoman," Darkday slightly hummed as he tilted his upper body to the side; his eyes almost mocking as they looked at Aerith, "You did not even try to stop me since they did not look like you."
"..." Aerith did not really respond and just returned Darkday's gaze. And after a few seconds, she finally stood up and let out a very long and deep sigh,
"You did not answer my question," she asked with a straight voice, "How will I make you come back to me?"
"Oh..." Darkday blinked a couple of times as he took a step back, before starting to walk in circles. He placed his hand on his chin, curiously humming as he... probably pretended he was thinking of an answer,
"...That question does not make sense, Megawoman. How will I come back to you...
...when you never accepted me in the first place?"
"..." Aerith didn't say anything, because she couldn't. Her eyes just momentarily turned wide as she lost a breath or two, and when she was finally ready to say something, Darkday shook his head.
"Riley Ross..." Darkday then covered his face as he looked up toward the sky that was filled with stars despite the wasteland he created,
"He is delusional. His growing emotions are... weak."
"Why... are you talking as if the both of you are a different person?" Aerith squinted her eyes as she looked at the grin on Darkday's face, "Did... did you develop a split personality?"
"...No," Darkday looked at Aerith as if she was some sort of crazy person, "I am Riley Ross, but less and more at the same time. More in a sense that I do not have to hide the darkness that I have inside me, less in a sense that I am hiding behind an alter ego to be what I truly am."
"But this isn't you, Riley," Aerith moved closer to Darkday, almost clinging onto him, but stopping before she could hold his chest, "How... how can you say that Darkday is truly what you are when you need to wear a mask?"
"Because people tend to be themselves behind a mask, Megawoman."
"No," Aerith shook her head, "People tend to be what they imagine themselves to be. Darkday is an exaggeration of who you think you are, Riley."
"Then is Megawoman an exaggeration of you, Aerith?" Darkday moved away from Aerith, "Megawoman, who spends every day rescuing and saving as many people as she could. Megawoman, who tries her best to be a saint?"
"Yes," Aerith's eyebrows began to furrow as her voice turned weak, "You've seen me without a mask, Riley. And I..."
Aerith's breath abruptly turned into a gasp as tears trailed down her cheek, "I... failed to save my people."
"And I succeeded in killing them, and I wasn't wearing a mask," Darkday quickly wiped the tears on Aerith's face, "This just proves that this is what I really am, Megawoman...
...I am nothing but a destroyer, a bringer of death. That is my purpose, and that is why I exist. I am only fulfilling what I am here to do."
"..."
"We have had this discussion several times, Megawoman. Are you not tired of the same conversation over and over again? This is—"
"But we haven't."
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