Persona 5 - The Jester's Point Of View

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When you are in another dimension you lose track of time. How many days has it been now? Two at least. But then again, probably more days have passed since. And all they did was lay down on some type of ground. Then again, they had been questioning if that really was a ground. But it didn’t matter in the end, did it?

They had sunken quite a bit ever since they had been taken in. It was a small request. 

“ Hey, can I stay inside the room for a bit? ”

“ Huh? My, what brought this up dearie? ”

“ I just want to be alone for a bit. ” Or rather they wanted to just go away and disappear. 

“ Hmm… Alright, if that’s what you want, I will not refuse you. ”

That was all they had asked for. They hadn’t even changed their clothes upon entering. They were still in their same old attire – With their hair open and the sweater–skirt combination. And it had gone unchanged since. But honestly they didn’t really care.

All they did was lie down, feeling the equivalent of water against themself. Then again, it was water but it also wasn’t. They were floating while also being pushed down. Very slowly their body had been sinking into this mass of darkness, making maybe half of it visible, or even less. And yet, despite seeming to drown they were still breathing… Unfortunately. It was torture, absolute torture. It was so slow that it was rather painful. It forced them to look back on everything, reminding them of everything. Spring time to now. 

A lot has happened but of course it did. It would be a surprise if it didn’t. But things had taken a turn and now they were stuck. Despite everything there is nothing they could do. And they knew it. One failure after the other… No, it wasn’t that. It was rather several successes leading to the biggest failure. No wait, a failure meant that they had some power to try. But they lacked it altogether.

Going through with this… Perhaps it was a mistake. Sometimes you shouldn’t try to get into some things, you will only regret it. But it was too late now. So all they could do was rot away at this point…

‘ Yeah, that’s all I can do… ’

Even during this process however they felt watched. Its eyes were seemingly everywhere – But that was a feeling they had slowly started getting used to. When was the first time they had kept up with this being? For months on end but that wasn’t too hard to think back on. And that was probably why they had grown so used to its gaze, its observation. 

The eyes never changed. It only looked at them and didn’t do anything else. At least not really. There was no meaning behind them, no concern. It sounds cold but that was a fact. Something they were aware of. Hence why they had always been cautious around it. And yet thanks to it, they were still here. It was honestly impressive. Then again, maybe they had been forced to cling onto their existence?

Ugh, so much was just going on in their head. Even though they hadn’t moved for a while, only allowing themself to be pulled down by this force. It felt as if hands were grabbing them after all yet they also took their time. These were all circumstances which shouldn’t allow them to think. 

Their head should be empty by now. And yet… They were doing the opposite. Even when being watched, even when being pulled down, even when slowly becoming one with this nothingness… Their head was still active. They were still thinking. If they could just turn it off already… 

But at the very least they didn’t have to move. And that was what they intended on doing. Lying there, with life soaked out of their body. Taking everything to the grave… After all, if they can’t do anything, they may as well.

“Oh my. Is this where their story ends?” They heard the usual voice asking, the inconsistent voice. It wasn’t speaking to them, they knew that much. It was just thinking out loud while watching them from above in a lying position. But it was doing just that, watching them. They didn’t reach out either, knowing that it would be useless. 

The gaze was empty. The expression on the mask meant nothing. And yet something bothered them about it. Something irked them. What was that? Disappointment? No, not really. And yet it was rubbing them the wrong way regardless. 

‘ I can’t look at it anymore. ’

That was the only decision why they had suddenly lifted their body up. Despite drops of water falling onto the place they were lying in there was no wetness whatsoever. Their body was completely dry. So were their clothes and hair. Yet it felt a little cold. They didn’t get it. They never understood it. And if they said something, no one would believe them… But… Even then this still felt… Weird. It felt wrong. Even if they desired to just disappear it didn’t sit right either.

‘ Am I just going through it again? I really don’t get it… ’

“Is this where the curtain falls?” The being was talking again, saying the same thing, just in a different way. But it wasn’t addressing them again either. They were certain of that. But it kept on repeating the same thing, over and over… “Is this where they write ‘Fin’?”

‘ The end… ’ They don’t know… ‘ What am I even supposed to do? ’