Disclaimer: I own neither Pokemon nor Persona.
"Who are you?" It's a simple question, yes? Oftentimes, you would get a name out of it... unless the one you're inquiring has amnesia or something. It really is a fun question. Sometimes, you may even get a title, a job, a residence address, a hobby... lots of things can be found out just by asking that one question... among other subsequent ones.
"Who am I?" This question is a bit more complicated. If you ever ask yourself that, you're probably in doubt about yourself and need some time to take a look at who you really are. Are you a criminal? A stuck-up? Someone who everyone likes for who you are? The list is just about as infinite.
...Or so I would assume. I can't really answer this question myself. Because, you see... I have no official past.
As I tumble along the floor like getting swept by a rough wave on the beach, I skid facefirst to a stop. Gasping for air was but a feeble attempt to stay alive. I immediately start coughing, a liquidy substance flecking to the floor with each cough. I knew instantly what it was. "Blood..." I say aloud.
A multi-voiced, maniacal laughter fills the void-like room I was currently in. I look up to see the demonic presence that I was currently facing. "Well, now... What are you going to do?" it asks me. "Are you going to behave and keep your end of this deal? Or will I have to tear your little squadron to shreds, just like the weak little Magikarp they are?!" Another roaring laughter emerges from this beast.
It was right, of course. I had nobody to side with to end this insanity. To my left were nine bodies of my former allies, who had been with me to seek out my purpose that I had sought. To my right, the other nine. And the very last member - my brother - lie literally within the psychic grasp of the demonic soul I was facing. I could hear his voice strain as he managed to squeak out, "D-don't... do it...!"
"SHUT UP!" the demon screeched as it twisted its grasp harder on him. Crying out in pain was the last thing he did before he, too, went out cold. I felt hopeless at that moment. Was there really nothing I could do to face a foe this grand-scale?
Pause. Yeah, I know what you're probably thinking: how did it ever come to this? Well, friend, that would be a step WAAAAAAAAY back in time. Back to my very first memory. in fact...
My true parents, I don't know them. They probably hated me or something, because they clearly abandoned me when I was an infant. I have no idea who they are or what they look like now, nor did I then. But then, when I was about 6 months old (or so we imagine) was the day that I met my future caretaker. You probably won't believe me when I say this, but... my caretaker is literally a Mew. Yes, you heard right, MEW. I'm legitimately NOT making this up, I am DEAD SERIOUS. Why I was adopted by a Mew, I have no idea. But for the same time span, it was just the two of us. Then, on the week on my first birthday, I was introduced to my brother.
Like me, Brother was also abandoned by society. There was one difference (other than appearance) between us - he had a name from his parents. But whatever it was, it's long gone now. He had been an orphan ever since I was adopted, or so I've been told. That is the main reason why his name had been forever lost in time. We referred to each other as "Brother" as we progressed through life, and Mew took to being the best caretaker ever. Over the course of time, we had learned to develop. Language, body control, knowledge... everything that was taught in what a normal person would call... "school", I think the word is...?
This went on for about 9 years, and then, the night after the week of our birthday(s), we somehow shared a dream. Don't ask me how, we just did... Anyway, we had seen a completely new figure that neither of us had ever seen before. It spoke out to us, saying: "Do not be afraid, dear children. I am the being of the highest order, Arceus. I have came to link your dreams together to share with the two of you very important information. In due time, your own caretaking Mew will be abducted. But fear not, for you two possess the power to keep it safe. Harness the power of Arcana via the two flutes you will find tomorrow." He then addresses us by looking in our direction. It turns to Brother first. "You, King, will take the flute of azure stone..." It turns to me. "...and Genesis, you will take the flute of rose quartz. May you find the Confidants necessary to complete this task. Farewell, and may you succeed..."
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