[This time, there's no backlash to the nightmare moving closer. Tetsuo, in fact, doesn't even move. Mewtwo can kill him if he wants, him being outside or inside won't do anything to change that. He, at least, knows what this one's capable of.
A long time ago, now, he'd demanded what Mewtwo was, alone and in agony in some back American alley. As if getting that answer would mean something.
He hadn't thought about it before, but 'clone' implied science was involved somewhere. You had to do that in a lab. Maybe, after all, it did matter. Maybe it did mean something.
This time, he's so close to softly asking the reverse question, as if Mewtwo'll have a better answer than he did for himself. As if Mewtwo had all the answers to all the questions he was increasingly scared to ask himself.
It was impossible to shake that fear of there being no answer at all.]
What if that is the point? In the end, it's all meaningless. You can fight all you like, but-
[But you die anyway, he doesn't say. He lets the unfinished sentence hang in the air, not daring to finish it, not daring to move past it.]
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A long time ago, now, he'd demanded what Mewtwo was, alone and in agony in some back American alley. As if getting that answer would mean something.
He hadn't thought about it before, but 'clone' implied science was involved somewhere. You had to do that in a lab. Maybe, after all, it did matter. Maybe it did mean something.
This time, he's so close to softly asking the reverse question, as if Mewtwo'll have a better answer than he did for himself. As if Mewtwo had all the answers to all the questions he was increasingly scared to ask himself.
It was impossible to shake that fear of there being no answer at all.]
What if that is the point? In the end, it's all meaningless. You can fight all you like, but-
[But you die anyway, he doesn't say. He lets the unfinished sentence hang in the air, not daring to finish it, not daring to move past it.]