Seth isn't alone when Ancient Wisemon begins his little 'tale'. No, Shinsuke is only just aware enough to hear as well, leaning against the wall and struggling just to breathe steadly as he fights the darkness creeping in on his vision enough to listen. It's not necessarily an innovative story- Ancient Wisemon talks about being in his weaker form, Wisemon, forced to watch some of the more vile actions of both humanity and digimon kind, it slowly turning him bitter and frustrated, leaving him vulnerable to darkness that slowly crept in and ate at his consciousness, twisting and warping him until he'd gained the strength to digivolve to this form and regain some semblance of control over himself.
Whatever zone Seth is in that he thinks it's only he and Ancient Wisemon remaining, Shinsuke needs him to snap out of it right now, so he forces his jaw up and stares forward. "Rollins!" he calls out. "We are here, whatever he is doing to you-"
Ancient Wisemon's eyes flash, suddenly, and Shinsuke feels his body suddenly convulse as a surge of pain floods his senses, leaving him mute, frozen in horror at how overwhelming it is. When it finally fades away, Shinsuke collapses onto his side, struggling to breathe normally once more.
Ancient Wisemon then turns his attention back onto Seth, clearly growing more and more smug as Seth peers up at him, eager for... something.
"No," Shinsuke pants, articulating slowly, needing Seth to hear. To understand. "Seth, please. Fight this. I... I know you wouldn't let..." Another flood of pain and this time Shinsuke's entire body arches up in a silent scream.
He thinks he may be dying. Swears he hears his name against the backdrop of the agonized screams going on within himself. But he can't... he can't...
Darkness claims him all over again.
