a_gentle_boy | The Truth

[Having progressed through the symptoms all week, Lucas is aware that the day is coming when he's going to blab some of his secrets, too. He keeps out of the house as much as he can, wears a mask on his face to serve as an instant gag if necessary, and when he does feel the need to blab, he spills the beans to his pet bug, who listens very carefully and doesn't judge. Mostly 'cause it knew everything already anyway.

It's like being on withdrawal from caffeine. Super early Friday morning, Lucas is plugging and unplugging the phone alternately in turns, sweating rapidly. ...He gives in soon enough.]

I... I...

I destroyed my world.

I destroyed it! For the sake of saving it, I had to...! All the responsibility... It fell to me. In the end, it was my decision, and I ... I chose to destroy it. It was the only thing that could be done. I didn't want it. I never asked to be the one to choose; all I wanted was to beat Pok -- [a brief muffled sound as Lucas clenches his teeth. he absolutely couldn't say that name it would be against everything he wanted] -- Poh... P-P-Porky. Porky! King P. I wanted to beat him. I wanted to make things like they were before...! Before everything was ruined...

It would have been remade according to my heart. I came here, right after I pulled the Seventh Needle, right after I awakened the Dragon. The world was destroyed and recreated based on how good I was... And I'm afraid. I think about it a lot. What if I wasn't good enough? What if I wasn't the right one? What if they made a mistake when they chose me? What if... the world just stays destroyed because.... because I was too weak....

I don't know what to do. I'm afraid to go home because I think, sometimes, it'll just be... nothing. Just... nothingness. All that will be left will be me, knowing that I failed. Everyone, everything I care for. I'm afraid... And I know that because I'm afraid...... It just means I'm that much weaker. I go on and on about love and friendship and things, but sometimes, every now and then... It's just because I know that's what I should believe.

[Deep breaths for a while as Lucas recovers himself. That wasn't even the biggest secret. For the sake of keeping his urges under control, he had let it out. So be it.]

The savior and the destroyer of the world. Pathetic, right...?

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It might be.

Noble or not, I guess it's done. Thinking about what-ifs won't change anything...

It won't, and thinking negatively about it won't help you either.

I know. It's not... logical to keep thinking about this. I can't do anything. But I can't help it, you know...

Ah, well...

No, I suppose not. But perhaps I can help you take your mind off it, if you think that would help?

.....Um. Sure. Thanks. ...Do you have a riddle or three to ask?

I always a few riddles to ask!

But I was thinking I could ask them doing other things. You know, like joining the commu - [there's a strangled sound, like someone desperately trying to hold back from saying something.] - a-anyway, there's things to do around here right? Let's go do them.

And don't think you'll be getting out of a riddle, I have a few in store when I get over there.

Oh. Go ahead and come right over... I don't know if there's much to do, though.

...Were you saying something about community service?

Actually I was talking about communi-

[He makes that same noise again.]

You know what, I'll just see you in a few minutes.

...

Hold on. I'm a little tired and upset, but I'm not deaf, Luke.

[Just

irritably rubbing his forehead.]

It's...something I don't really want to get into right now, not over the phones at least.

[Because he'll probably say something sooner or later to Lucas, it was getting harder not to.]

Come over, then. We'll talk here.

Right, see you in a bit.

[And a few minutes later there's some knocking.]

Hi, Luke. Come on in.

[Lucas will pull the door open and usher his friend inside. He looks fairly exhausted.]

...Do you even know what communism really is, Luke?

[Luke comes inside, and at the mention of communism gives an exasperated sigh.]

It's a political theory, I figured out that much. Other then that I have no clue what it is or why I'm talking about it.

...You'd better stay here for a while, then. I don't want anyone to knock on your door at midnight and kidnap you.

Is it the hazmats? I'd rather not meet them anytime soon.

I don't know. I'm just pretty sure it's not a good thing to be blurting something like that out.

I don't doubt that, I just wish I knew how to keep it under control better.

Anyway, keeping each other preoccupied I think would be the best solution here? We could stop each other from using the phones anyways.

...OK. Let's go the living room, then.

[He'll smile faintly and lead the way inside.]

I'm not much good at games and things, but we can do something in here.

Okay! What do you want to play?

....I should also probably have mentioned that the only thing I have is Scrabble.

[Luckily for Lucas, Luke didn't know how to play Scrabble. While he caught a glimpse of the board game in his room, the game itself was invented just a few years later in his time.]

Uh, sounds great! Let's play it.

[Lucas will shrug a little and return shortly after with the game. He'll begin to set it up... And as Luke had been the one to introduce him to board games in general, he assumes his friend knows the rules.]

So... Did you get a chance to read through everything from the other day?

[Luke glances over for a rulebook, and if he sees one he'll pick it up to look at it.]

Mm? Oh...yes I did.

[He took note of the all names, tried to underline everything he thought was an important detail, tried to make sense of all this new information.

But the names didn't have any meaning to him, didn't strike up any kind of old memories.]

They were all from this place called Westport, weren't they?

That's right.

[Lucas will take his seven tiles out of the bag and pass it to Luke when he's done. The rules were right on top of everything else so he shouldn't have had a problem finding it.]

Westport was where a lot of us ended up last year, and it's where we found the first clues about the town.

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