Dream ЖЖ 001
{ooc: This dream occurs on March 14 following this log. If your character was not in the game at the time, they would not have been able to see this. All responses/calls to Itachi will go straight to voicemail}
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There can be no mercy. Grab him by his shirt, throw him against the wall-hear the cracking of his skull against the plaster.
“You are weak,” tell him softly, leaning close to whisper in his ear as if sharing a secret. “And you are weak because you lack...hatred.”
Pull back, hand still pressing tightly against his throat, refusing to give him respite. He has to learn-only Tsukuyomi can teach him.
No one else will see the fear in his eyes so clearly. Just rip him open, tear apart his mind; he knows he can hide nothing, little brothers never can.
No, his hate is not strong enough yet-not when the small child in his mind quivers and cries and hides away. Not when the question still echoes throughout his mind-Why Nii-san? Why?.
No, this is not enough.
Listen to his screams. Should laughter fade somewhere in the background; it matters not. The only sound audible is the screaming. See him clearly through the red shades of tainted vision-body shaking, eyes wide and glazed, mouth open, as if he will never stop screaming. The questions disappear in the wake of the screams of anger and loss. And with this, know that the goal will be met. He will be ready in time.
This is not enough hatred yet-
But one day...it will be.
*Dream immediately cuts to black*
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There can be no mercy. Grab him by his shirt, throw him against the wall-hear the cracking of his skull against the plaster.
“You are weak,” tell him softly, leaning close to whisper in his ear as if sharing a secret. “And you are weak because you lack...hatred.”
Pull back, hand still pressing tightly against his throat, refusing to give him respite. He has to learn-only Tsukuyomi can teach him.
No one else will see the fear in his eyes so clearly. Just rip him open, tear apart his mind; he knows he can hide nothing, little brothers never can.
No, his hate is not strong enough yet-not when the small child in his mind quivers and cries and hides away. Not when the question still echoes throughout his mind-Why Nii-san? Why?.
No, this is not enough.
Listen to his screams. Should laughter fade somewhere in the background; it matters not. The only sound audible is the screaming. See him clearly through the red shades of tainted vision-body shaking, eyes wide and glazed, mouth open, as if he will never stop screaming. The questions disappear in the wake of the screams of anger and loss. And with this, know that the goal will be met. He will be ready in time.
This is not enough hatred yet-
But one day...it will be.
*Dream immediately cuts to black*