[His brows furrow as his grip on the other's hand tightens. Either he's out of practice, or his other is just that capable of rejecting his presence. Perhaps both. In any other circumstances, he be impressed by their willpower, but it's proving to be an annoying obstacle. He isn't deterred though. No member of the Black Arms has ever rejected him, Ultimate Lifeform or not. He just has to make adjustments from his usual approach from whatever he did long ago. He just knows. He ignores the voice from the outside. It's not his concern, his battle is currently within.
The torrent of raging emotions isn't all that different from what he sees in other members of the Black Arms. An incohesive mess. All of them are creations of Black Doom, nothing natural about their makeup. But there's always a code hidden somewhere among the mess, all programmed into them in case...certain actions need to be taken. Something tells him it'll be different with his other. Not a direct creation, but still has Black Doom's blood flowing in them. Perhaps why he struggles to get through.
Their rage was also personal. That hatred towards all of humanity, it runs deep. And he can't even be upset by it, because he shares in that sentiment. Humans are cruel and disgusting creatures. He's come to hate them, for what they've done to him, Maria, the glimpse he saw of his other's life. For a moment, he thought letting the Black Arms invade Earth is what they deserve. But no, he's been through this already, his other's feelings getting into his mind. Destroying Earth won't bring anyone back. None of those memories will return.
He could also feel animousity and hatred being directed at him, his connection to the Black Arms. Heh, he can't deny that either. He hates what he's learned about himself, wishing for those days when he was blissfully unaware, with Maria, being a kid. But he can't go back anymore. It was all just a fluke, a life he can never have. Now here he is, using a power bestowed by Black Doom to find his other. He hates it.
It's a strange contradiction from his other though, when Black Doom could easily annihilate all of humanity. They don't want that. They choose not to for some reason, holding all of this hatred inside of them instead.]
Tch. Having trouble recognizing who I am? Let me help you! [His other will feel a wave of emotions sent to combat theirs. Powerful, matching their torrent of emotions. Hate, anger, frustration, but also sadness, uncertainty and fear. Flashes of their fight with the bio lizard copy, escaping the cave-in, the question they ask each other.
"Who are you?"
They were all attached to these emotions. He will not be treated like another Black Arms minion, Doom or whatever. He is Shadow.]
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The torrent of raging emotions isn't all that different from what he sees in other members of the Black Arms. An incohesive mess. All of them are creations of Black Doom, nothing natural about their makeup. But there's always a code hidden somewhere among the mess, all programmed into them in case...certain actions need to be taken. Something tells him it'll be different with his other. Not a direct creation, but still has Black Doom's blood flowing in them. Perhaps why he struggles to get through.
Their rage was also personal. That hatred towards all of humanity, it runs deep. And he can't even be upset by it, because he shares in that sentiment. Humans are cruel and disgusting creatures. He's come to hate them, for what they've done to him, Maria, the glimpse he saw of his other's life. For a moment, he thought letting the Black Arms invade Earth is what they deserve. But no, he's been through this already, his other's feelings getting into his mind. Destroying Earth won't bring anyone back. None of those memories will return.
He could also feel animousity and hatred being directed at him, his connection to the Black Arms. Heh, he can't deny that either. He hates what he's learned about himself, wishing for those days when he was blissfully unaware, with Maria, being a kid. But he can't go back anymore. It was all just a fluke, a life he can never have. Now here he is, using a power bestowed by Black Doom to find his other. He hates it.
It's a strange contradiction from his other though, when Black Doom could easily annihilate all of humanity. They don't want that. They choose not to for some reason, holding all of this hatred inside of them instead.]
Tch. Having trouble recognizing who I am? Let me help you! [His other will feel a wave of emotions sent to combat theirs. Powerful, matching their torrent of emotions. Hate, anger, frustration, but also sadness, uncertainty and fear. Flashes of their fight with the bio lizard copy, escaping the cave-in, the question they ask each other.
"Who are you?"
They were all attached to these emotions. He will not be treated like another Black Arms minion, Doom or whatever. He is Shadow.]