this purpose, point-blank

Teen And Up Audiences | No Archive Warnings Apply | Xenoblade Chronicles 2 (Video Game)

Gen | for AngryPurpleFire, Sicahya | 444 words | 2022-05-06 | Xeno Series | AO3

Metsu | Malos & Hikari | Mythra

Metsu | Malos, Hikari | Mythra

Torna: The Golden Country DLC, Character Study, Relationship Study

Hello, partner.

Hello, partner. We come in a matched set, you and I.

You're just like me, aren't you? All swagger and bluster?

Or maybe you're not. Maybe you're too much more neat and clean to be the same as me. That's the way you look, anyway, but I know who you are underneath. I know you like no one else does.

You're just here to do the same job. There's no nuance to it. Let's not play pretend, after all. Y'know...let's not play games.

My Driver awoke me to eliminate these pests that you let yourself run around with. Your Driver awoke you to eliminate me. But wouldn't you join me, if you could? Don't you know you're going to, in the end?

Because if you don't...

You have to do the same job, really. If you don't, then I can't do it better than you. I can't actually claim the destruction. I need your bad example to work from, otherwise what good am I?

Heh. Well, we know I'm no good. That's not the problem. The problem is you. The problem is how you're better than me.

Whoever wants you gone, they want me gone goner. They don't like you, but they hate me. Oh, how they hate me.

You're here to help me. If you think you're here to hurt me...well. That's not your fault. It's not my fault either.

It'd be cute if it wasn't pitiable. How they run themselves ragged trying to hide the fact that they're doomed. They're nothing without us. They're nothing with us, of course, but that's the point. We're here to render them down to dust.

You've got so much to learn from me, partner. There's so much data you'll never have, so much understanding you'll never achieve, if you keep playing with them up close.

They think they're better than me. They think you're better than me. But don't you see?

I was first. Me. I was chosen to be first. It was always going to be that way. I am the arbiter - not you, never you.

There isn't going to be any history after this, but if there is, my name should come darker. My shadow should loom larger.

Forget you. You're not right. You're wrong, dead wrong.

We are the same. We work the same. If we don't, then only one of us can be right. And why not the first one? Of course it's the first one.

Of course I'm older. Of course I'm wiser. Of course what I say counts for more.

Thank god and not the goddamn Architect that I was first.

I'd die if I wasn't here first.