What are you doing here? Oh, you're here to listen to me rant. Oh, don't
worry. And don't look so scared either. My talking won't take as long as
the Inner Truth took. Seriously, that guy doesn't know how to keep his
talking limited. Guess that's just us. Ironic, isn't it?
Well, unlike the Inner Truth, I know how to keep my talking limited. So, let's begin. I don't like appearing all that much, and I don't like to talk at all. Just keep up with me, okay? I can hardly say everything in one sentence, so excuse me if this explanation seems rushed.
Okay, where to start? As you know, the Inner Truth was there all along. I only appeared after he - or rather, we became a Shinogami. And there's actually a reason for me to appear, or actually, to became a real inner self. Back then, when he was alive, there was no need for me to be here.
I am Asato Tsuzuki, the Inner Pretence. I am a fake.
I am different. Not often do you see me, but definitely much more often then you would regularly see the Inner Truth, and one either being that should come right after me.
But I haven't truly started explaining, have I? I will start now. And, oh please, if you're bored, you can leave. I'm not stopping you. Neither is any three of us. We expect nothing from you. Absolutely nothing.
Now, where to start? Perhaps, when I became a Shinogami. That is the only time that is most vivid to me.
I remember dying, of course. When I had fallen to darkness for a split second. I couldn't move; I couldn't do a thing. I was completely panicked, trying to scream but couldn't, trying to cry but simply wouldn't do.
But I was met with a blinding white light. And I knew, even before I drifted from my body, I was dead, and left as a lingering spirit.
I cannot explain the process of death to you, because that would be like explaining how it feels to make love, which I have not experienced. But I know it is a thing that can never be described. You know it, I know it, and everyone knows it. And that is how death is. Indescribable.
Okay, you still with me? I hope so; it's hard enough for me to explain without you not paying attention. I haven't talked that much. Give me a break; this is hard to explain. Whenever I appear, it's difficult for me to speak the truth. But I was solely made to not speak the truth, so if I do speak the truth, it sort of ruins the purpose of creating me, you know?
Anyway, as Inner Truth have mentioned, in an instant, I stood before Enma- Daioh, Lord of the Dead. And let me tell you, he was impressive. Trust me, he was. For the first time of looking at him, I thought I was going to faint from shock.
He told me how my life - actually, my death, was still linked to the world of the living. How I couldn't rest, because I had left so many issues on hold and that my soul was 'begging to unsolved these mysteries surrounding my life'. Yeah, I didn't believe at first, too.
But I'm getting better at believing. I'm not sure how I had realized that what he said was true, but I did. And suddenly, I felt this strange longing to find out all I could know about my death. Why I died, and how my life was connected to my death.
I think Enma-Daioh can read minds. He suddenly suggested this job. He asked for me to accept a job of being Shinogami for the EnMaCho, working to solve mysterious deaths and help send confused and desperate souls like how I use to be back to where they belonged.
I agreed, obviously.
It sounded interesting at the time. I mean, if I was going to remain in the World of the Dead, I might as well help out, right?
Oh, and if you ever get a chance like me, don't agree. It's not as good as it seems.
Oh, there are perks. Meeting new people, having lifelong friends, having a partner to depend on. Pretty much the same.
Except the fact that I had gone through at least ten partners in the last seventy years. It really isn't that fun switching again and again. Until I met him.
The first impression I got from him was, 'What the hell?' I mean, come on! He was pointing a gun to my head, saying I was the mysterious Dracula killer. Do I look like a vampire? I don't think so, even if I am dead.
Anyway, the kid's name was Hisoka. Okay, he's cute. And he's very fun to tease. Whenever I rub his head like one would do to a small child, he'll acquire this strangely cute pout and scowl on his face. He's really adorable. Though sometimes, I don't appreciate the snubs. But I can take them, so I just let him go on it with it. Besides, the kid has gone through enough without me adding more weight on him.
So basically, that sounds up my current lifestyle. Whenever Inner Truth and the other being won't come out, I take their place. Everything I do is forced. You know, I can hardly blame them. Whenever they are feeling angry or sad, in which they don't want to show people their sorrow or anger, I simply take their place, put on a forced smile, and easily go with the flow.
I am the Inner Pretence, after all. Pretence, as in pretending, as in not real, as in a complete lie. Yeah, I suppose I am like a lie. Just a simple façade that I am. I can be no other. It's just who I am.
I'm not ashamed of my position in this personality. I'm actually pretty content with being on backstage all the time. I don't like to talk much anyway, and I can't take huge crowds. It absolutely drives me crazy.
So now, you have a basic view of both of us, Truth and Pretence, the contrast of Asato Tsuzuki.
The next inner self/being you should meet is one you would never expect. Its personality, likes, dislikes, is so different from both of us. But lo and behold, you won't be surprised. I think this inner self is just the person you would expect from the Asato Tsuzuki everyone knows and loves.
Great, I've kept you as long as Inner Truth had. I better send you to the next inner self before that person gets angry, and it rarely does. But when he is, it's just scary. And I'm not easy to frighten.
So, I'll see you later. And if you have time, visit again. I didn't mind your company. Really, I didn't. Really.
Well, unlike the Inner Truth, I know how to keep my talking limited. So, let's begin. I don't like appearing all that much, and I don't like to talk at all. Just keep up with me, okay? I can hardly say everything in one sentence, so excuse me if this explanation seems rushed.
Okay, where to start? As you know, the Inner Truth was there all along. I only appeared after he - or rather, we became a Shinogami. And there's actually a reason for me to appear, or actually, to became a real inner self. Back then, when he was alive, there was no need for me to be here.
I am Asato Tsuzuki, the Inner Pretence. I am a fake.
I am different. Not often do you see me, but definitely much more often then you would regularly see the Inner Truth, and one either being that should come right after me.
But I haven't truly started explaining, have I? I will start now. And, oh please, if you're bored, you can leave. I'm not stopping you. Neither is any three of us. We expect nothing from you. Absolutely nothing.
Now, where to start? Perhaps, when I became a Shinogami. That is the only time that is most vivid to me.
I remember dying, of course. When I had fallen to darkness for a split second. I couldn't move; I couldn't do a thing. I was completely panicked, trying to scream but couldn't, trying to cry but simply wouldn't do.
But I was met with a blinding white light. And I knew, even before I drifted from my body, I was dead, and left as a lingering spirit.
I cannot explain the process of death to you, because that would be like explaining how it feels to make love, which I have not experienced. But I know it is a thing that can never be described. You know it, I know it, and everyone knows it. And that is how death is. Indescribable.
Okay, you still with me? I hope so; it's hard enough for me to explain without you not paying attention. I haven't talked that much. Give me a break; this is hard to explain. Whenever I appear, it's difficult for me to speak the truth. But I was solely made to not speak the truth, so if I do speak the truth, it sort of ruins the purpose of creating me, you know?
Anyway, as Inner Truth have mentioned, in an instant, I stood before Enma- Daioh, Lord of the Dead. And let me tell you, he was impressive. Trust me, he was. For the first time of looking at him, I thought I was going to faint from shock.
He told me how my life - actually, my death, was still linked to the world of the living. How I couldn't rest, because I had left so many issues on hold and that my soul was 'begging to unsolved these mysteries surrounding my life'. Yeah, I didn't believe at first, too.
But I'm getting better at believing. I'm not sure how I had realized that what he said was true, but I did. And suddenly, I felt this strange longing to find out all I could know about my death. Why I died, and how my life was connected to my death.
I think Enma-Daioh can read minds. He suddenly suggested this job. He asked for me to accept a job of being Shinogami for the EnMaCho, working to solve mysterious deaths and help send confused and desperate souls like how I use to be back to where they belonged.
I agreed, obviously.
It sounded interesting at the time. I mean, if I was going to remain in the World of the Dead, I might as well help out, right?
Oh, and if you ever get a chance like me, don't agree. It's not as good as it seems.
Oh, there are perks. Meeting new people, having lifelong friends, having a partner to depend on. Pretty much the same.
Except the fact that I had gone through at least ten partners in the last seventy years. It really isn't that fun switching again and again. Until I met him.
The first impression I got from him was, 'What the hell?' I mean, come on! He was pointing a gun to my head, saying I was the mysterious Dracula killer. Do I look like a vampire? I don't think so, even if I am dead.
Anyway, the kid's name was Hisoka. Okay, he's cute. And he's very fun to tease. Whenever I rub his head like one would do to a small child, he'll acquire this strangely cute pout and scowl on his face. He's really adorable. Though sometimes, I don't appreciate the snubs. But I can take them, so I just let him go on it with it. Besides, the kid has gone through enough without me adding more weight on him.
So basically, that sounds up my current lifestyle. Whenever Inner Truth and the other being won't come out, I take their place. Everything I do is forced. You know, I can hardly blame them. Whenever they are feeling angry or sad, in which they don't want to show people their sorrow or anger, I simply take their place, put on a forced smile, and easily go with the flow.
I am the Inner Pretence, after all. Pretence, as in pretending, as in not real, as in a complete lie. Yeah, I suppose I am like a lie. Just a simple façade that I am. I can be no other. It's just who I am.
I'm not ashamed of my position in this personality. I'm actually pretty content with being on backstage all the time. I don't like to talk much anyway, and I can't take huge crowds. It absolutely drives me crazy.
So now, you have a basic view of both of us, Truth and Pretence, the contrast of Asato Tsuzuki.
The next inner self/being you should meet is one you would never expect. Its personality, likes, dislikes, is so different from both of us. But lo and behold, you won't be surprised. I think this inner self is just the person you would expect from the Asato Tsuzuki everyone knows and loves.
Great, I've kept you as long as Inner Truth had. I better send you to the next inner self before that person gets angry, and it rarely does. But when he is, it's just scary. And I'm not easy to frighten.
So, I'll see you later. And if you have time, visit again. I didn't mind your company. Really, I didn't. Really.
