Ah. You have discovered "the rub", as they say. It is indeed the chains we place upon our own heart that hold the tightest, I believe. Sometimes they come unbidden by our own self doubts, other times from the influence of others. The initial source matters little, they squeeze tight our will all the same.
[ A thoughtful grumble rumbles in his throat, his head tilting to the side as he considers the problem. ]
One is... never fully free of the past, Ereshkigal. My own weighs on me oft enough in the night whilst I rest, this is a condition of living. Those I have lost and those I have slain, that which I have laid waste to... those who have given their lives for my own sake. The quiet moments of dark are when such memories howl the loudest, the sound of the shackles making attempt to reforge themselves.
[ "Saraba, tomoyo." The last words spoken by the human who's bomb gave Godzilla the lifeforce he needed to protect their world and evade his own end. Thanks to the implant he knows what those words mean. The human's name is lost however, Godzilla never knew it, why would he have? Night after night he's thought about how ill-fighting a legacy that is, to be remembered yet forgotten...
He sighs, shakes his head. ]
Yet I am Godzilla. My past can not imprison me without my allowance, yes? The chains I have forged for myself I can also break. Time is needed, each link must be sundered, and it must be my will that undoes them. However this does not mean I am alone. The Friends I have made, their support provides the strength of heart I am lacking on my lone efforts. With this I am able to take those chains, reshape them, form my past from prison to foundation to build what I wish to be upon.
You are Ereshkigal. One for whom all has been stacked against, a being with every reason to disdain the concept of life itself. Yet none value it or live it to the fullest with more eagerness. The past is long, yes? Painful as well, yet the present is bright and full of warmth. There are Friends at your side, perhaps there is love in your future as well, who can be stating this for certain? There is only one thing of certainty, Little Goddess, and this is the difficult thing.
[ He reaches out and proceeds to gently poke Ereshkigal's nose with the tip of one of his fingers, mindful of his claw so as to not accidentally cut her. ]
You must be the one to do the breaking and reshaping. Those whom care for you can provide the tools and support for this, yet nothing more. None but yourself can make the decision to battle against the darkness forged from your being around your heart. A hard thing, however--
[ He's... he's laughing. Weird, halting open mouthed rumbling that ends with him grinning that toothy grin. ]
-- faith, Friend Ereshkigal. I hold faith in your being, you shall break these chains and form foundation of your own with time.
[ Godzilla really said "Believe in the me who believes in you", didn't he? ]
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[ A thoughtful grumble rumbles in his throat, his head tilting to the side as he considers the problem. ]
One is... never fully free of the past, Ereshkigal. My own weighs on me oft enough in the night whilst I rest, this is a condition of living. Those I have lost and those I have slain, that which I have laid waste to... those who have given their lives for my own sake. The quiet moments of dark are when such memories howl the loudest, the sound of the shackles making attempt to reforge themselves.
[ "Saraba, tomoyo." The last words spoken by the human who's bomb gave Godzilla the lifeforce he needed to protect their world and evade his own end. Thanks to the implant he knows what those words mean. The human's name is lost however, Godzilla never knew it, why would he have? Night after night he's thought about how ill-fighting a legacy that is, to be remembered yet forgotten...
He sighs, shakes his head. ]
Yet I am Godzilla. My past can not imprison me without my allowance, yes? The chains I have forged for myself I can also break. Time is needed, each link must be sundered, and it must be my will that undoes them. However this does not mean I am alone. The Friends I have made, their support provides the strength of heart I am lacking on my lone efforts. With this I am able to take those chains, reshape them, form my past from prison to foundation to build what I wish to be upon.
You are Ereshkigal. One for whom all has been stacked against, a being with every reason to disdain the concept of life itself. Yet none value it or live it to the fullest with more eagerness. The past is long, yes? Painful as well, yet the present is bright and full of warmth. There are Friends at your side, perhaps there is love in your future as well, who can be stating this for certain? There is only one thing of certainty, Little Goddess, and this is the difficult thing.
[ He reaches out and proceeds to gently poke Ereshkigal's nose with the tip of one of his fingers, mindful of his claw so as to not accidentally cut her. ]
You must be the one to do the breaking and reshaping. Those whom care for you can provide the tools and support for this, yet nothing more. None but yourself can make the decision to battle against the darkness forged from your being around your heart. A hard thing, however--
[ He's... he's laughing. Weird, halting open mouthed rumbling that ends with him grinning that toothy grin. ]
-- faith, Friend Ereshkigal. I hold faith in your being, you shall break these chains and form foundation of your own with time.
[ Godzilla really said "Believe in the me who believes in you", didn't he? ]