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[cross_fortune]

I am thou
Thou art I

We are the same.

You are me.
You are this.

You are everything you have fought so hard to get rid of.
They are coming, Joker.

The Persona wielders. Take the Joker within you.
Stop them. Kill them all.

Obliterate your shadow. That vile doppleganger.
This is Father's will.No tears come anymore. The puppeteer has his strings

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[other_boy]

It felt like omminous shadow had been cast on Tatsuya's heart. Would it last forever? Jun was...

No, you have to-- think positively! God, how he wished he could hear those words again. Maybe they wouldn't be enough to dredge him up from this saddness, but Maya, she always could.

Maybe it was fruitless... but he combed the Nexus looking for her, someone... anyone, so he wouldn't be alone.

[cross_fortune]

Jun sits, unable to distinguish between himself and the nothing he has become. Perhaps, there was nothing left of him. He sits, unmoving, on his perch. A puppet with no strings being pulled.

His chest tightens. Resonance.

Jun's eyes snap open, and he stares down at the Nexus. That feeling. That stance. A sharp, hollow cry inside that's quickly stifled by a skillful puppeteer. Tatsuya!

Jun stares down. "...you wander far from home, Tatsuya Suou."

[other_boy]

Holding his sword for the illusion of safety that it brings, his fist closes in a tight grip. A voice so familiar should be comforting, not dreadul. The tone was like a parasite on something that he once considered beautiful. He hoped he could soon hear Jun speak again without thinking of Joker.

He doesn't look up.

"Is it really my home?"

[cross_fortune]

The strings pull. Despite the heart-stopping pain it causes inside, Jun smiles as though the world was right.

"Of course it is. Your brother is there. Maya-nee is there. your school, your bike...everything is there. Sumaru is our home. Why are you here? It's a bit late to be looking for me. Though..." He smiles a bit more, in what used to be such a rare, happy moment.

"It saves me time, this way."

[other_boy]

It hurt to see Jun be danced, but if knew one thing, it was that a body was not everything. Jun would be found again.

"Your confidence is disgusting. I am you, and you are me... It goes both ways." He smiled like a knife, then it disapeared.