dear_mun | not the happiest with his journal creation

I won't miss this time. If you try anything, I will kill you!

[He's still very sore about what happened to Goku that time, Ukoku. Very sore.]

Ah, you weren't trying last time? I suppose you'll just have to aim better than here.

[He's tapping at his temple, grinning.]

I suppose you'll have to be disappointed, though~♥ Even if you killed me here, it wouldn't last. It's a fun place; you might even see Koumyo again, or someone even further back.

[He fires, furious you would even dare mention his master before him.]

Grrkh!

[Ah ah ah~ Can't have that hit so early in the game.]

Oh~ So he hasn't shown up for you yet? I guess he wanted to end the relationship clean with you when he killed himself that day.

[That damned flashback. His master dying before his eyes. The blood. So much blood. Sanzo winces and steps back, shaking his head.]

Shut up. Shut up. That's not how it happened...

But it is, isn't it? He killed himself to get away from you. After all~

How else could such low-level youkai kill him?

[He keeps firing.]

Shut up.

[You'll have to reload at some point, Genjyo-chan~]

Still having trouble facing the truth? To think, if there were no Genjyo, no Kouryuu, he'd probably have lived longer.

Though this is much more interesting ♥

[He stops once he realizes the bullets are just vanishing, but at that point, his gun is resting against your chest. It clicks, but nothing comes out. Sanzo is speechless. Even his bullshit filter cannot block the words Ukoku is saying... and they burn him to his core.]

[Ukoku grins, taking a solid grip around the gun while holding the cylinder in place as well. No reloading for you~ Not even to use against yourself, Genjyo-chan.~~Could be worse. I have a theory that Ukoku even knows, or finds out about, the connections with heaven.~~ The asshole trait is a powerful one, after all.]

It's amazing, isn't it? How far people would go to escape from a monster like you...

ASSHOLE!!

[Without wasting a breath, he rockets a punch toward Ukoku's face, rage boilding through his blood. Monster. A child with the eyes of a Rasetsu. It was as if Ukoku knew every one of his weak points. He hated it.]

[Whoopsies~ He's just going to lean back before circling around (hand still around the gun, and if Genjyo didn't let go of it,) pinning that hand back a little. He could go back onto your birth parent's as well, and twist it more into how you were thrown away~ What, stalker? No...]

Tsk tsk~ That's no way to treat a colleague, Genjyo-chan ♥ I could be your best friend, if you wanted.

Gnhrgh?!

[He wrenches his arm, trying to get his gun. He refuses to let go of it this time.]

[Of course you wouldn't let go~ He's just going to lean close to whisper into your ear.]

It all depends on how much you want to dis~ app~ ear~♥

[He freezes completely, that terrifying memory perforating his senses. He makes a small, choked noise, like a mouse being trod upon.]

N-nuh...!

[It's adorable when you make such sounds too~]

It doesn't look like we'll be interrupted, either. All you need to say is...

yes.

[But then it'd be a little disappointing... Ooh, what to do, what to do~]

[I'm leaving the rest to you now, Genjo Sanzo.

Leaving the rest to me? What a joke... I, who continually end up like this...

I'm leaving the rest to you...

I'm just one man. Even so, I've come this far.]

Ghhrk...

[As if an electrical shock has run through him, Sanzo jerks to life, pulling away and letting go of his gun. A gun was a small thing compared to his continued life, despite his care for it. It had kept him alive---no. His resolve had done that. He wouldn't give up. He wouldn't force the others to rescue him yet again.]

I WON'T LET YOU BEAT ME.

[Ooh, this is much better. Enough that Ukoku's got that grin on his face while tossing the gun behind him... Somewhere. Not like he can see where it is.]

So you do have some spark left. It wouldn't have been satisfying if you accepted the offer.

Koumyo~~-san~~ would've been disappointed.

More than enough for plague-birds like you.

[He knows from experience his gun and, sadly, even the Maten Sutra won't help him against Ukoku's powers. Though, there is a chance that---no. Ukoku would be too powerful to allow blindness to weaken him even slightly. Even Genjo Sanzo had trained with his eyes shut at times. He sucked his teeth slightly in annoyance. Those precious moments of mobility were a gift, not something he would have for long. Ukoku was toying with him, as always. This time, he had to find a way to fight back. Somehow. There had to be something.]

Hff... hff...

That's comforting ♥ We have to value our time together, with how few Sanzo's there are.

[It's more of an unfair advantage, given how much more time Ukoku had with his training as well. The good news is that this made it clear that despite the danger, the blasphemous priest wasn't out to actually kill Genjyo. Because not once did he really go on the offensive, and even now the man was leisurely standing around.]

Value? A corpse-pecking vulture like you knows nothing of value. To you, life is just some game.

[Knowing full well that Ukoku felt no threat bothered Genjo the most. How would he fight something like that? How would he survive this time? Or was Ukoku merely toying with him? Planning to beat him to within an inch of his life and then leave him clinging to it? Either way, Sanzo hated it. The feeling of weakness.]

So then tell me... if you're one for telling the stories of others...

Why even bother becoming a Sanzo without the chakra upon your head? What is your drive?

Games can be valuable. Especially with what boredom can lead to...

[There was always something that kept Ukoku from losing his cool, even when everyone was up against him the last time they met. Something, or perhaps even acceptance of what could happen, even if he lost these games. With Genjyo's question, Ukoku grinned a little more, a silent laugh slipping out.]

Drive? I just heard that getting a Sanzo title was the hardest thing to achieve. The gods just didn't agree with my predecessor's test. Still, I thought it'd be more difficult~

[No, Ukoku. You just took the test literally and ignored that you were supposed to show some mercy.]

[This was what he'd been looking for.]

So you're just going to keep going for what's difficult, otherwise you fall victim to death-by-boredom? What happens when you've run out, ultimately, of games and toys?

What do you lose, then, raven?

[He lets out a cough of a laugh.]

What a joke. What an absolute farce. You think you're the one playing the games... but in the end, you've made yourself into the ultimate pawn, forever chasing about a board with no end...

An utterly unfulfilled life.

[Aw, that's so cute. Are you trying to jostle him? He doesn't know which to choose for 'cutest,' this, or when you were a kid. ...Eh, probably when Kouryuu was a kid.]

That's why you and others are around, ne? It's a nice break from work. Pawns can be very interesting pieces, though.

[And who's to say that he's expecting to 'win' from all of this? There's still that bet with Koumyo, after all~]

Huu~ I suppose if all the games are exhausted here, I'll just have to take it a step further. Of course, your gift's given plenty entertainment.

[He keeps on, refusing to be shaken. He can't afford to be.]

You don't get it. All of 'this' that you're playing at right now. It's all ephemeral. You're not going to get what you want. Even when you think you have it, you won't have anything.

[He takes a step forward, bringing his hand out to sweep it up into an accusing point.]

Your life's already sand through your hands. Where's the 'fun' in any of that!

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