Artist: Undertale OST - Song: Your Best Friend - Word Count: 914
Puff, somewhere in the vicinity someone lit up. Someone overdosed from the sting of the needle. Falling dead in their little dilapidated slum of a house. Dogs roamed the streets their ribs sticking out chiseled and defined in their states of emaciation. The queen knew of every little dastardly deed that surrounded her in this couple mile space. Yet the deeds of the girl before her were what she decided to pay attention to. She could see it from ritsuko’s stance, how she held herself that she refused to believe what she said.
Huaa, as more smoke and smog left her lips she paused, and she shook her head and the grin upon her lips seemed to curl. The finger she had pointed at the girl had slowly withdrawn, sliding back down as she crossed it under her breasts. Fingers curling against her slender side. This girl denied the problem, sough to live her life in the gentle tones of naivety and ignorance. It amused the queen to no extent, the motley horrors that humans themselves caused were of their own design, the horrors inside their hearts could cause atrocities that very few races could stomach to recreate.
The queen slowly once more let her hand slide from her side, and the fog that now permeated the air of this horrible street. It gathered into her palm as she slowly let it turn into the shape of a man. Soon blood formed from elements in the air, then came flesh. Then came the spirit. The ball of smog powered it and let it move.
It groped across the palm of her hand and the queen spoke gently, her voice a dead thing without inflection but instead murmurring with a tone of amusement and disgust at her denials. “Man, such a horrible little thing. First they rose from the caves, the wilds, the lands were they range like innocent little beasts. They killed without want but merely for necessity. Or in the beginning that may be what was thought. “
Soon the man grew up, it was the middle ages and this particular man now wearing a suit of armor was on the battlefield a great mace within his hands bashing others, causing bones to break, causing brain matter to ooze from the helmets of his opposition. Each great swing took another life, and inami spoke her lips culing into a gentle smile as if this didn’t bother her. ” but man learned, and learned too quickly. They learned to kill eachother not for need, but for want. They learned to rule to govern, to enslave their fellow beasts. To cultivate the earth and rise againt the natural order. They built houses, they started wars, the crusade might be one you know. They killed for false religions, brought above by the fervor of a false god. “
Then the man exploded into mist and once more more men grew in his image, these men were slaughtering innocent people, throwing them to their deaths. Smashing out their windows, stealing all their wares, burning all their books and throwing them into camps. The inhumane treatment of these people was horrendous but soon the queen curled her lips and said slowly. ”..Lets talk about the holocaust. 1.5 million people died, men, children, women, elderly. All of them died simply because their race wasn’t liked. This is the humanity you revere. This is the society you even now are choosing to accept. But now now let’s not stop with them, lets go abit deeper. “
Soon the bodies vanished and in their place many more where put out. The images ever changing, and she slowly spoke once more in her gentle cadence, the mockery in her voice so apparent, so gleeful at the fact she was the one to burst this girls “virgin cherry” regarding her faith in society. “Lets talk about the Dzungar genocide in 1750.”
She let the scenes play out In dzungaria , the qing dynasty came in slaughtering 80% of the population. Disease was rampant, many were killed, blood filled the images that floated through ritsuko’s eyes. The screams echoed all around her as if she was in the thick of it. The queen of chaya shook her head as the images once changed, the man begging that his child be spared evaporating as the mist reconformed another image.
“ How about the Circassian genocide of the 1860’s? “
This time it was russia, going on an ethnic cleansing in North Caucasus. Displacing a population slaughtering many. The screams echoed. But then inami didn’t even speak, hundreds of images flitted by, seas of blood flowed. These weren't wars thought it was man killing man for no reason. The innocent who should be protected by society slaughtered. The fun part was every time a scene ended some of blood blood spraying from the midst would pain ritsuko red. Naturally by the end of it Ritsuko would be spattered in blood. Covered in the blood of innocent mothers, fathers, grandfathers, grandmothers, children. ”.. You say you should be reduced to animals? Dont make me laugh that’d be easy for you. You could do that all your own. “
Inami snickered and looked at the sky. As if she was begging the stars to shine down with wisdom. She looked at Ritsuko once more and she spoke lightly. ”.. As you say i’m wrong, your defending those who caused him to be as he is, starving and cold. “
She gestured slowly to a dying man , who had long since lost the strength to move due to hunger. Then with another gesture the man sighed as if being released, his body crumbling to dust as the life energy was absorbed by inami’s dark energy. She snorted slowly and gestured at the blood on Ritsuko. ”..As you say i’m wrong, you are saying the deaths of all those people who you are stained by were justified. That’s the problem with society, justifications, moral justice, i’m right your wrong. I actually don’t have to do anything, you all will off eachother and destroy this planet until it’s a crag of lava and cinder marred by radioactive debri eventually. Even if us supernatural “Foreigners” never fanned the flames. Such a guilt ridden race, mired in sin, makes me laugh. Because the only difference between. . Someone like i?”
She paused and her perfectly manicured index finger pointed to herself. ”And you”
She pointed at ritsuko as is damning her to burn with a lazy satisfaction for all eternity. ”Is i own up to who i am, and don’t give a damn about anything else. But you justify, deny and ignore your faults, your sins, your petty petty need to be right and guilt free. Thats why you are responsible little girl, but if you wish to continue to deny who am i to stop you?”
She giggle and then tapped her chin deep in thought, judging the way ritsuko responded to the truth.