#bc those designs were very arsene-like without having to be fully arsene

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Butterfly Effect Rewrite: Yusuke's Awakening

okay... so im going to keep the old version up while i do this little revision, but i wanted to share this! im very excited to show this moment, here we go!

Well, well, well…

Yusuke’s eyes widened as the voice in their head spoke - it sounded like them, but older, and speaking slightly more formally. They felt a dull ache, forming first in their temple and spreading to behind their eyes. It was hard to breathe, but they tried to do so, even as the strange feeling persisted.

Look at where you are, child. Look at the monster before you. Either you or her must die for him to be satisfied. Are you willing to let that happen? What of your previous decision? Have you already forgotten?

How could Yusuke forget? The incident that lead to them being shipped off to Tokyo in the first place. They saved someone who couldn’t fight back, and they were punished for it.

“No.” They croaked out, trying to push their voice from the back of their throat to the front. “No, I have not.”

The voice in their head cackled. Deep and powerful, almost villainous, but there was something about it Yusuke envied. The power in their voice as they continued to speak.

Very well, I have heeded your resolve. Now, vow to me!

Suddenly, the searing pain in their head reached a fever pitch, spreading now down their neck. It was intense, as they writhed against the swords that had been placed against their neck. The guards noticed and moved into position, ready to execute them next. But they wouldn’t have that.

They looked up at Kamoshida. He would never hurt anyone ever again. Not while they were around.

I AM THOU. THOU ART I… Thou who stands against deplorable sinners, and the abominations they create! Call thy name and thou shall be able to discern beauty and vice!

Yusuke gripped the wall, eyes wide as they felt something hard form onto their face. Their eyes were wide as they grabbed the mask. It was a manifestation of the pain they felt - a venetian mask split in half by color, like a yin-yang symbol. One side was white, while the other was black. The line dividing the colors was sloped over their nose.

It was beautiful. And like most beautiful things… It was also painful. Yusuke followed the voice’s instructions, grabbing the mask with their free hands as they began to pull it off, a name escaping their mouth as they screamed in pain, calling the being’s name as loudly as they could.

“Nezumi!”

An explosion of blue flames was what followed, stunning Kamoshida and Niijima. The blue flames consumed the high school student, and behind them, a figure appeared.

The figure was a tall, almost demonic being, with an exaggerated, silver ‘v’ shaped crown that seemed attatched to its shadowy face, icy blue eyes, and teeth that seemed permenantly affixed into a demonic smirk. Its body was the same black coloration as its face, with sharp, royal blue accents dancing up its legs like boots. It had two talon like claws on each foot, and a pair of grey wing like protrosions exiting out of its hips. It wore what appeared to be a dark blue longcoat, with ornate, white and blue cloud pattern beneath it as it fluttered in an invisible wind. Out of the ‘sleeves’ of the longcoat were a pair of sharp clawed hands.

Beneath the creature, having been absorbed by the flames and reborn anew, was Yusuke. They wore a similar royal blue longcoat to the being behind them - Nezumi, was the name they shouted - tied around the middle with a black belt. Their undershirt was a dark grey, and they wore similar dark grey pants and tall black boots. Hanging from the side of their belt was a katana, hidden behind a black sheath. They wore cyan gloves on their exposed hands, contrasting with the royal blue of their longcoat. They smiled as they raised their hands, sending the cold wind forward.

All the guards before them were encased in ice.