[ His usual cheerful and slightly absentminded attitude melts away for something more obscure. An older, distant consciousness that exists within rituals modern times have already forgotten. He closes his hand fan and taps it rhythmically against his own palm, keeping time to his own chant. ]
One question gives birth to one answer. We accept the flow of time, cause and effect, life and death, whatever their passing brings. What has been written cannot be altered, so grant us the grace of wisdom and reveal the truth resting within the echoes of past lives.
[ On the last tap, he opens his fan and draws the edge over his open palm, drawing blood. ]
Use this stain to break through the passage of natural sight, cleanse both blood and question with your answer.
[ The camera of his phone struggles a bit as he casts a spell with it, producing the faint illusion of shadows around Seimei's form. They're unclear, but may resemble mannequins or blank forms vaguely dressed in clothes Loki would be familiar with. ]
Lies are born from hatred and fear, but endurance is a form of devotion. What you want is simplicity, but human nature isn't simple. Perhaps the lie at its birth was intended to be a means to an end, but everything with life grows along its own path and blooms according to its own will and time. The lie that was named "family" may have been born from hatred and fear, but its life is long, and desires are complicated. The better question is: when you asked, did you see hatred in his eyes?
[ He holds that serious expression for another second, but then dips off screen and cuts the video abruptly. ]
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[ His usual cheerful and slightly absentminded attitude melts away for something more obscure. An older, distant consciousness that exists within rituals modern times have already forgotten. He closes his hand fan and taps it rhythmically against his own palm, keeping time to his own chant. ]
One question gives birth to one answer. We accept the flow of time, cause and effect, life and death, whatever their passing brings. What has been written cannot be altered, so grant us the grace of wisdom and reveal the truth resting within the echoes of past lives.
[ On the last tap, he opens his fan and draws the edge over his open palm, drawing blood. ]
Use this stain to break through the passage of natural sight, cleanse both blood and question with your answer.
[ The camera of his phone struggles a bit as he casts a spell with it, producing the faint illusion of shadows around Seimei's form. They're unclear, but may resemble mannequins or blank forms vaguely dressed in clothes Loki would be familiar with. ]
Lies are born from hatred and fear, but endurance is a form of devotion. What you want is simplicity, but human nature isn't simple. Perhaps the lie at its birth was intended to be a means to an end, but everything with life grows along its own path and blooms according to its own will and time. The lie that was named "family" may have been born from hatred and fear, but its life is long, and desires are complicated. The better question is: when you asked, did you see hatred in his eyes?
[ He holds that serious expression for another second, but then dips off screen and cuts the video abruptly. ]