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Not Quite A Vanishing Act
A/N: Izaya POV.
Truly, a laughable thing, wanting to end one's own life. Especially when it's to take a secret to the grave, even if it's not yours to take. It's a funny thing, watching people from afar. You get to observe a side of them that even their closest friends don't see. The side that, some say, only comes out under the best or worst of circumstances. The death of a family member, or perhaps under the light of a full moon will be enough to wake their true self from slumber.
Humans are all monsters, for lack of a better word, struggling and clawing for the top of the pile. Truly pathetic.
For this very reason, I singled her out. For some time, I had watched her, this Rio, keeping tabs on her from afar Before she even knew the truth, I did, as it was I who tipped her off. A simple thing, manipulating the fragile emotions of a teenage girl, but it had proven to be quite enough entertainment for one night.
People like her are the very reason I do what I do. They're filthy, vile, twisted little maggots who take everything for granted. They live like the rest of their damned world is splayed out before them, the fruit ripe for the picking. It's especially true for the people in this city. They are greedy, mindless, pitiful creatures, reminiscent of the four-legged beasts that they walk about as if they're kings. Ignorance is bliss, thus making them far too easy to coerce.
Rio was just the same.
Let us suppose, for a moment, that the human race has fallen as far as it can. That there is nowhere to go but up. In such a case, would the people of this earth be able to see the light? Hell no. Humans are selfish creatures, striving for fulfillment and thrills at every corner of this crazy ride called "life."
This girl was just as blind as the rest of them.
She had been stupid, pouring out her heart to someone she'd met in an online chat room. Perhaps she'd been looking for someone to listen, for someone she could break down on. Sorry for her that she ended up telling "Nakura" about her problems.
"I want to disappear," she had said. "I want to make them regret going on like this, living a lie."
Stifling laughter hadn't even been a thought when that popped up on the screen. All that went through my head was: Just how much further can humanity fall?
"Can we meet?" I asked, grinning all the while. "Maybe I could disappear with you?"
Had she any intelligence, any confidence in herself, dear little Rio would have been able to see through that masquerade. It was just a stroke of fortune that she was fool enough to provide me with some real entertainment.