"Once lost, things never return."
———————————————————————Some days it seems all people know how to do is make assumptions. Wild guesses and calculated estimations, it's all the same. Occasionally putting an absurd idea or thought out there just to get caught off kilter responses; (Y/N) is good at those things.
Guessing, calculating, and antagonizing specifically.
The world around her has broken down into easily comprehensible means. Since officially joining the Mafia at Mori's bribery-framed-request, (Y/N) has brushed with death on at least a daily basis. Subjects such as economics, information, logic, and theory have been giving her plenty of opportunity to distract herself.
It wasn't surprising to her how easy hearing people beg for their lives—to be spared or ended—had become. Life is a game that nobody wins or loses. Each action influences an outcome and each inaction is a convenient excuse to observe. Self preservation can be amounted to avoiding altogether because (Y/N) will rarely be pushed to defend. Rather, if you ever put her in a situation that requires self defense she'll ask you to 'hurry up and finish the job.'
The word 'Demon' has been used to describe her for quite some time now. Is that because she never cries out in pain, but can make others tremble by looking at them? Did that name bleed from the screams of mouths that knew too much and had to confess their sins before damnation?
Though with every ended life (Y/N) knows they'll get to try again. Life could be likened to a game in this way, too. Instead of respawning you are reincarnated. (Y/N) doesn't know if she'll be killing others for a long time, but she hopes no soul is unlucky enough to die by her hands twice.
These thoughts are not regretful, or repentant, and (Y/N) acknowledges that. It isn't like torture is something she takes intrigue in or pleasure from. The technique itself is only something she is well versed in.
Humans are feeble creatures. Under easily bruising skin, and beneath breakable bones: the mind is the most fragile component of all. The connective system of nerves that facilitates sensation and provides a conductive surface for the human experience, is subject to constant change.
Manipulating that is not difficult. Especially to those who have been manipulated. (Y/N) is not dense enough to think she is free from manipulation. Even in her position with her amassed earnings and power as the youngest executive in Port Mafia history, she recognizes where she came from. She has only recently dug herself out of the shipyard container she got started in, and is still adjusting to regular things like having sinks and windows and doors.
She would be a fool to believe she had gotten this far on her own, and she would be in denial to say that she only does what she wants to do. Simply, there was nothing (Y/N) wanted to do. Only certain things she would rather do than others. It was easier for her to let Mori tell her the goals and then fill in the strategy to completion.
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