Chapter Three: Bad Memories
"There is so very much to learn...you understand so little...a meaningless effort," the voice of myself rung in head, "One who knows nothing understands nothing..."
"Ansem?" Nao asked seeing that he was dazing off with his hand to his forehead again. He was wearing an all black Oriental suit with white socks while his black shoes set by the entrance of the Succubus's home. His hair was discreetly pulled back into a braid that went down his back, the end of his silver hair being tied with a white bow. The man shook his head, and then looked at her before forcing a weak smile.
"Yes? Don't worry, I'm fine..."
"But you look like you're mind is in another place...you keep dazing off."
"Please, Nao, don't worry."
"All worlds begin in darkness, and also end." Why won't it all go away?! Why did I say all this?
Ansem groaned, putting his hands to his head and shaking it slowly. Nao frowned, and then grabbed his shoulders before shaking him lightly.
"Ansem!"
"Wh-what?!" he cried deliriously, closing his eyes tight and leaning back in his chair. A loud scream soon escaped his lips, causing the succubus to place her hands on either sides of his face and to stare at him.
"Let's get you to bed. You feel cold and clammy..."
"N-no...It's all right..." The man sighed, and then slowly opened his eye, staring at feet blankly as he tried regaining his composure.
"The heart is no different..."
"Shut up," Ansem whispered as he shook his head slowly, "Just be quiet!"
"Darkness sprouts within it, it grows, consumes it—Such is its nature!"
"Ansem?"
"You see darkness is the heart's true essence..."
"SHUT UP!!!" the man screamed one last time before collapsing to the floor. Nao quickly ran to his side, helped him up, and then tried her hardest to get to the living room.
Here again: back in the darkness. Why do I keep coming back...? I looked around, and then paused when I saw a man similar to myself approaching me. I blinked, watching his clothes change: his black shirt formed into a beige trench coat with silver shoulder pads, a strange black and red heart appearing at the top of the coat. Under the coat, he had on a white shirt that exposed his chest and part of his abdomen, still wearing the black pants as a pair of boots appeared over his feet and made their way almost up to his knees. He no longer had his hair in a braid but it was flowing a bit past his shoulders, as well as white gloves.
"Who...are you?" I asked, staring at him. It was I...or was it? My counterpart grinned, and then closed his eyes, laughing loudly.
"It is I, Ansem, Seeker of Darkness."
"That can't be right...I want nothing to do with darkness!"
"That's what you think!"
"You aren't me...you can't be!"
"Oh, yes I can...and I am. Now come on, don't you want to turn this world to darkness?"
"No!"
"Don't be shy now... You lived for darkness, to prove that it always conquer light! To prove that there are other worlds out there!"
"Maybe that is true... Why would I have forgotten? This doesn't even seem logical...you aren't me!"
"Tsk, tsk...I am you; the old you; the perfect you; the dark you. You should return to darkness."
"No..."
"Come on..."
"NO!!" Ansem yelled sitting up in bed. Nao fell onto the floor and looked at him in shock as he panted heavily, being covered in sweat. He looked down at her, causing her blink.
"An-Ansem?" The man grabbed her arm, pulled her to him, and then hugged her tight.
"Nao...I need help..."
"I noticed...What's the problem?"
"I don't know if it's a problem, but...I think I'm starting to remember..."
"There is so very much to learn...you understand so little...a meaningless effort," the voice of myself rung in head, "One who knows nothing understands nothing..."
"Ansem?" Nao asked seeing that he was dazing off with his hand to his forehead again. He was wearing an all black Oriental suit with white socks while his black shoes set by the entrance of the Succubus's home. His hair was discreetly pulled back into a braid that went down his back, the end of his silver hair being tied with a white bow. The man shook his head, and then looked at her before forcing a weak smile.
"Yes? Don't worry, I'm fine..."
"But you look like you're mind is in another place...you keep dazing off."
"Please, Nao, don't worry."
"All worlds begin in darkness, and also end." Why won't it all go away?! Why did I say all this?
Ansem groaned, putting his hands to his head and shaking it slowly. Nao frowned, and then grabbed his shoulders before shaking him lightly.
"Ansem!"
"Wh-what?!" he cried deliriously, closing his eyes tight and leaning back in his chair. A loud scream soon escaped his lips, causing the succubus to place her hands on either sides of his face and to stare at him.
"Let's get you to bed. You feel cold and clammy..."
"N-no...It's all right..." The man sighed, and then slowly opened his eye, staring at feet blankly as he tried regaining his composure.
"The heart is no different..."
"Shut up," Ansem whispered as he shook his head slowly, "Just be quiet!"
"Darkness sprouts within it, it grows, consumes it—Such is its nature!"
"Ansem?"
"You see darkness is the heart's true essence..."
"SHUT UP!!!" the man screamed one last time before collapsing to the floor. Nao quickly ran to his side, helped him up, and then tried her hardest to get to the living room.
Here again: back in the darkness. Why do I keep coming back...? I looked around, and then paused when I saw a man similar to myself approaching me. I blinked, watching his clothes change: his black shirt formed into a beige trench coat with silver shoulder pads, a strange black and red heart appearing at the top of the coat. Under the coat, he had on a white shirt that exposed his chest and part of his abdomen, still wearing the black pants as a pair of boots appeared over his feet and made their way almost up to his knees. He no longer had his hair in a braid but it was flowing a bit past his shoulders, as well as white gloves.
"Who...are you?" I asked, staring at him. It was I...or was it? My counterpart grinned, and then closed his eyes, laughing loudly.
"It is I, Ansem, Seeker of Darkness."
"That can't be right...I want nothing to do with darkness!"
"That's what you think!"
"You aren't me...you can't be!"
"Oh, yes I can...and I am. Now come on, don't you want to turn this world to darkness?"
"No!"
"Don't be shy now... You lived for darkness, to prove that it always conquer light! To prove that there are other worlds out there!"
"Maybe that is true... Why would I have forgotten? This doesn't even seem logical...you aren't me!"
"Tsk, tsk...I am you; the old you; the perfect you; the dark you. You should return to darkness."
"No..."
"Come on..."
"NO!!" Ansem yelled sitting up in bed. Nao fell onto the floor and looked at him in shock as he panted heavily, being covered in sweat. He looked down at her, causing her blink.
"An-Ansem?" The man grabbed her arm, pulled her to him, and then hugged her tight.
"Nao...I need help..."
"I noticed...What's the problem?"
"I don't know if it's a problem, but...I think I'm starting to remember..."