*lenny face*
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"You are a fool." Morro gasped, jerked from his sleep by a cold voice. No. The preeminent.
"L-leave me alone." He stammered into the darkness.
"No." Came the flat response. "Take your punishment like a man."
"I'm not even a man! I'm 14!"
"No, you're 63."
"I don't care."
"Neither do I. That's not why I'm talking to you. I'm here about your pathetic escape attempt." So she was here to mock him.
"Then get on with it." He muttered crossly, lowering his head onto his arms.
"First of all, you were a fool to think that could possibly work." He flinched a bit. Even though he knew it was coming, it still hurt. "Even if you did pull it off, I would only lock you up in Soul Archer's place. I can see your thoughts, foolish boy. I know you do not care about me or the Cursed Realm. All you care about is yourself. All you want is your title back."
"I thought I was a man, not a boy." Morro muttered. "Make up your mind."
"You are whatever I want you to be." The Preeminent snapped. "No matter where you are, you are a ghost. I own you. Even rejected, you still belong to me."
"No." The injured ghost hissed. "I don't belong to you. I never did."
"Oh really? Even when you ruled the world, and you obeyed my every order without question for fear of being replaced?" Morro hesitated. "Yes. You were definitely my slave then."
"Well… maybe I was. But you can't make me do anything now."
"Ah, but I can torment you." Morro snorted.
"You can annoy me. I can annoy the ninja, are they my slaves? No, I'm locked in a cell."
"Can you do this?" A searing pain shot through the g host boy's head, and he opened his mouth to scream, but he couldn't, the air vanished from his lungs. He couldn't take a breath, he was suffocating. After a few, horrible seconds of this, the pain faded away and she allowed him to breathe, a sadistic laugh sounding in his head as he gasped for breath. He hated her laugh. Anything that amused her must be horrible. "I control you, pathetic whelp. Defying me is like defying the sun: It won't change anything. The only difference is that the sun won't punish you for your stupidity."
"I'm not s-stupid." Morro stammered, still struggling to breathe. "I'm clever and brave. I earned m-my title. I won you the universe!"
"I facilitated your victory. You're nothing but a reckless and idealistic fool."
"I-"
"And here you will rot, locked in this cell. You have no friends in this world. No one to help you. Not after what you've done."
"That's not-"
"It is true." She interrupted again. "You spent your time as king murdering, destroying, raping, and conquering. You are the most hated creature in the world."
"Lloyd- Lloyd doesn't hate me." The ghost boy tried once more. "He said so." The Preeminent scoffed.
"And you believe him? You're more desperate than I thought. All the green ninja wants is to lull you into a false sense of security so he can stab you in the back. You think he's above that? Not after what you did to him."
"But…" Morro trailed off.
"Your life – well, your undeath – is over. You will be locked in this cell for eternity, and you will never be anything more than a prisoner."
"No!" Morro snapped, but his voice faltered. "You're lying!
"Why would I lie? The truth works just as well."
"But-"
"You know that what I'm saying is true. You know you will be locked up here forever. You think you can trick yourself into thinking otherwise, but you know in your heart that this is your fate."
"But-!"
"Do not argue with me!" The Preeminent thundered, sending pain stabbing through him again. "I see your deepest thoughts! I know you know the truth!"
"But Lloyd's not l-like that!" Morro blurted, his voice breaking. "H-he's a good person! He won't hurt me like – like you do!"
"Yes. He is a good person. Unlike you." She sounded amused. "You are a horrible, vile creature who deserves nothing but suffering. You think you were justified in possessing him because he took your title? I don't think so. You were horrible and cruel too him, why would he ever be good to you?"
"Because- because he's s-so much better than me!" The ghost choked out past the lump in his throat. "He f-forgave his Morro, why not me?"
"Because you've done worse."
"But-"
"Pathetic!" She interrupted. "Weak! Are you really so desperate for attention that you would seek it from your greatest enemy? Coward!" Morro let out a sob, curling up a bit.
"S-stop…"
"Useless! Worthless! Foolish!"
"Stop…" he begged through his tears. "S-stop it…"
"Cowardly! Stupid! Pathetic!"
"STOP IT!" He screamed, covering his ears with his hands despite the pain that shot through them. It didn't help. She was inside his head.
"Spineless, needy child. I should have gotten rid of you long ago. You are by no means fit to rule." Morro broke down into sobs, pressing his hands to his hairs as hard as he could to block out the voice. "Idiot." Finally, her presence faded away. Shaking with sobs, the ghost let himself go limp, no longer hunched into himself. She was right. She was right. He was terrible, and foolish, and pathetic, and cowardly, and worthless… Miserable, Morro crawled into a corner of his cell, not stopping despite the pain from his wounds. He deserved it. Curling up in the corner of the cold cell, the ghost boy rested his head on his arms and cried himself to sleep.
*lenny face intensifies*
~FFF
