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Seta Souji, the infamous magnificent bastard	By : Rago_Dragovian Category: +S through Z > Shin Megami Tensei: Persona (all) > Shin Megami Tensei: Persona (all) Views: 7340 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Life would never be the same...
Yukiko looked down hatefully at the pregnancy test clutched in her right hand. She knew there had been no avoiding it... but had allowed herself to believe in the doubt. The doubt that had gave the elusive freedom of possibility. The freedom to believe that life wasn't so cruel... yet even this belief had snubbed her.
Yukiko was pregnant. It was a fact. She had gone through several pregnancy tests and had confirmed the truth that she had forcefully tried to suppress. Pretending everything was okay wouldn't help anymore. Yukiko tried not to think about things. She tried not to think about the fact that even had she not been pregnant, Souji would have fucked her up again and continued to do so to assure that she would be. Yukiko was now paying for the consequences of his premeditated actions. He had succeeded. Yukiko would become the mother of his child.
Yukiko threw the damn test across her room as the all too familiar tears began to come down her cheeks. She would have to find some way to inform her parents. She would be showing signs of being pregnant within a month or later. She couldn't hide it, she couldn't get rid of it (lest Souji punish her), and her parents were advent pro-life believers anyway despite most of Japan's stance on the issue.
'FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!'
A baby was just as important as anyone else to her family... but now that Yukiko was honest with herself, she would admit that she sorely wished she could rid herself of the child. While it was a life, it was also an ultimate sign of cooperation, servitude, and appeasement to Seta Souji. Yukiko had no idea how she would be able to handle any possible abuse that Souji may decide to inflict on the child either. What the hell could she do if he decided to hurt the kid? Would she even care if he did? She didn't want it.
Yukiko was deeply conflicted. Her emotions were on haywire because of all that happened to her in such a short span of time. Souji never gave her a break either. He had taken advantage of her. He had forced her to do such humiliating acts. She hated how he had taken her virginity and the bleeding that occurred after having lost her it to him. There had been so much fucking blood and he hadn't even noticed! Her self-loathing had increased tenfold as she realized that he just didn't care. She had bled so much but her pain meant absolutely nothing in his desire to feed his carnal pleasure. She realized that she had even, on some level, helped Kanji get sent to the hospital. Souji had effectively ruined her life.
Why did it have to be her? Why the hell had Souji forced this on her? Someone else, anyone else would have been better than her. Why couldn't he have done it to Chie? Chie would have been a much better option. Why her? This was all her stupid family's fault! Why did they have to be rich? Why couldn't they be poor hicks like that bitch Chie? Why did she have to get pregnant? This wasn't her fault, she hadn't done anything wrong. She had been a good person, hadn't she? Why was she being punished? Why the hell did she have to get pregnant? She didn't want this stupid kid!
Another part of her knew that, despite all this shit that had been thrown at her, she still wanted to be a good mother once she gave birth to the child. She wanted to provide the child a loving environment and give the child her undivided attention as well. It was her kid more so than Souji's since she was giving birth and she would most likely be responsible for its care. Even if Souji wanted to take care of the kid, Yukiko couldn't bring herself to imagine how Souji would plan on teaching the child. Appeasing Souji as best as possible would be the only way for her to be an influence on the child's development. The turbulent questions running amok within Yukiko's mind, however, was would Souji harm his own child? If it were a girl, would he sexually harm her? Yukiko couldn't bear such a thought. It would be her child, which she would be responsible for too. Yukiko decided then that once she gave birth to this child, she would make sure that Souji would not harm her child. She owed the child at least that much. It wasn't its fault that it was born from a vindictive bastard and his whore.
She wanted him to love the child, however, but that was a stupid thought. After all, how likely was that? Souji would more likely have his Persona eat the baby. To that man, everybody was an object meant to amuse him. This was especially true for women he allowed in his personal life. She was his little bitch that he could fuck whenever he pleased, that nurse was a blind-fuck toy he would use from time to time whenever he got bored with Yukiko, and this baby was just a pretense to get into Yukiko's family fortune and to make sure he never had to really work a day in his life anymore.
She was an idiot. She was a dumb-fucking idiot! Souji was a testament to that and she hoped to God that this baby wasn't a girl because she knew that Souji would abuse the child if it was. Souji hated women... all women. It was a fact.

"Uhmm..." Nanako began, trying to think of how to ask the question. "Well..."
She moved her face to the floor with a look of doubt marring her cute features.
"Nanako-chan, if you have something on your mind then it's best to let it out." said Souji, patiently waiting for Nanako to ask.
This was always annoying to deal with. Nanako would always try not to speak ill of her father but that just bundled up her emotions more. She conflicted herself with these two feelings all the time and Souji would always try to have her speak about her feelings to him lest she end-up using other, more destructive, methods of letting it out when she got older like Souji himself had.
He had already effectively shown Nanako that her father did indeed care for her. All it really took was finding a bunch of photos of her mother and father smiling together with a baby version of Nanako herself to convince her. He had been able to explain that her father was also lonely and had done some convincing with Dojima so that he would go to some parent-teacher conference in Nanako's school. Ryotaro had been happy with Souji's help and felt even closer to both his own child and Souji as a result so it worked in his favor.
There was the daily problem of festering loneliness that Nanako had grown accustomed to. No matter how much proof Souji could provide for Dojima caring for her, it didn't change the fact that Nanako's daily life was lonely and it kept creating doubt that her father still maintained the love. He had to spend more time at work than at home regardless of what proof Souji had. It was a daily reminder of what was more important. Souji worked to quash this by having them both try new cooking recipes or simply keeping her company by watching TV with her and speaking of how their respective days went. It was the little things like that which were most effective in this case.
Souji was completely blown away by her question though...
"...Can I have a cigarette?" asked Nanako, causing Souji's eyes to widen in sudden shock.
"WH-wh... what...?" Souji forcibly stopped himself from outright yelling in surprise at the question. "Why would you...? What made you ask that? Cigarettes are bad!"
"Well..." began Nanako, looking doubtfully at him. "...You and dad smoke it. I saw you take some from the drawers that he keeps them in so if you both can do it then why not me?"
Souji frowned at the fact that he wasn't effective enough to steal a few lousy cigarettes and hide what he was doing from a child.
"Nanako-chan, you can't have them." Said Souji, righteously, "They're bad for your health."
Nanako looked confused at that statement. Damn that cute face to hell!
"But... if it's a bad thing to smoke them then why do you and dad do it?" questioned Nanako, innocently trying to find out the reason for it. "You're both good people. You help me around the house all the time and daddy goes out to catch bad people."
"I always heard cigarettes are bad but then why doesn't the law ban it and why do you both keep doing them?"
"Well... we're old enough to smoke." Said Souji simply, realizing this may confuse Nanako further, he tried to elaborate. "Adults have more choices because they're older and can understand what's good and bad for them."
"But... smoking can kill people if they do it long enough, right?" asked Nanako, "So why would you do something that could kill you?"
"We both... understand that but it's something we've both decided on since it increases our focus on things." replied Souji, explaining the benefits and pitfalls of smoking. "...It may give us cancer later in life but it helps with the good things we're doing now."
"So... you're doing something bad to do better at something good?" asked Nanako, trying to understand.
"In a way, yes." replied Souji, "It isn't the best way of going about things but it does work, it isn't healthy for you though so don't do it when you're older. I know that's not fair but you should know by now that life was never fair."
"...Won't it be my choice when I'm older?" asked Nanako, innocently. "And, shouldn't I try new things out Big bro? It's kind of like trying new foods!"
Nanako's lips turned upward slightly. Souji's eyes narrowed at Nanako as her smile radiated playfulness.
'You little...'
"No, there is no choice." Stated Souji, plainly, he would NOT let this be an argument, especially in front of Ryotaro. "You are not allowed to smoke, at all. It'll kill you."
He crossed his arms with an annoyed expression on his face. Nanako put her hands over her mouth and started giggling.
"I was only kidding!" laughed Nanako, making Souji's scowl deepen. "You don't have to get so mad! I don't even like the smell of that bad stuff."
Souji's facial features changed as he mockingly shook his fist at Nanako before shaking his head in amusement. It was good to enjoy a laugh at your own expense once in awhile. Souji had been worried that he had become too uptight.

Marukyu Tofu
"This... is unfortunate." Naoto cursed herself mentally. If she had only spent more attention on the TV disappearance cases instead of Seta Souji's insanity. She could have maneuvered her grandfather's wealth to protect Kujikawa before the celebrity arrived at Inaba. It was too late for that however as Naoto had uselessly wasted time contemplating on her own insecurities after being shaken by how much Souji had known.
The moment news of the famous Risette moving to Inaba had flashed on to the news channels the whole community had become bustling with people, of all ages, coming to the previously unimportant tofu shop.
She looked around further outside the tofu shop to find the bumbling detective that had tried to throw his own responsibilities at her only about a month prior to be on traffic duty.
'Perhaps... I can persuade him to let me through the crowd?'
She made her way towards him with a confident demeanor.
"Hello there, Adachi-san." spoke Naoto formally, getting Adachi's attention. She took note of his worn expression. "I imagine work is taxing today?"
Adachi sighed in exasperation and shook his head mournfully before looking at her.
"You have NO idea." He said firmly, taking note of the crowd behind him before shaking his head in irritation. He appeared exhausted. "These gawkers keep streaming in with their cars, trying to park in the middle of the shopping district."
"And... you were stuck doing traffic control?" She asked, feigning concern.
For a moment he looked at her with an annoyed expression before his features softened. He snorted.
"Well, I still have work to do so I'll so you later." He said, as he began leaving.
She gave him a deadpanned expression forgetting her earlier goal.
"Leaving your post isn't very professional." She remarked in a clipped tone, how had this lazy imbecile become a detective? He was an embarrassment. "Nor do I think your superiors would be happy with you partaking in such an action."
He turned and stared at her with a blank expression. Naoto's visage took an annoyed expression and she nearly sighed in frustration.
'Does he not understand or is he trying to dare me to tell on his superior officer?'
Adachi appeared as if he was going to speak but was interrupted when Detective Dojima came out of the tofu shop and emerged from the horde of on-lookers.
"Adachi, were you about to scamper off from your post?" asked Ryotaro, looking angry. "Didn't I tell you no more slacking off?"
"Uh... of course not, sir!" said Adachi quickly, appearing surprised by Dojima's sudden resurgence from the tofu shop. "I was... just... uh..."
"Let's go." snapped Detective Dojima, cutting him off. He looked over at Naoto and gave a nod of acknowledgement so as not to be rude. He began in a lighter tone. "Ms. Shirogane, if you'll excuse us."
"Miss...?" blurted Adachi, gazing at Naoto in obvious surprise and confusion. "Wait... you're a-"
"ADACHI!" hollered Ryotaro, forcibly grabbing him by his right arm with one hand and pulling him away from the tofu shop. "We're going, NOW!"
"Y-y-es, S-sir" stuttered Adachi, being pulled away out of earshot. She couldn't hear any more of what was said between the detectives.
Naoto shook her head and gave the idiot a look of disdain as he was literally dragged away.
'He deserves to get fired.'
It was the only thought that crossed her mind after seeing such a pathetic display of a police officer.
She turned her attention back to the tofu shop and shook her head at all the people blocking the small establishment. Many had only come to gawk at Kujikawa-san as if she was some shiny new object. Too many people were cramped all around to even push through and Naoto doubted they would leave even by nightfall. Shaking her head in exasperation she turned away and walked off. Her feeling's of uselessness only increasing. There had to be some good in this town that she could do, right?

Inaba Municipal Hospital
Souji smirked at the computer screen finishing up all the work early. Doing favors like this for Sayoko definitely had its benefits. After having successfully rid the hospital of Kato, Souji had decided to keep extra reigns on Sayoko by not only fucking with her but generously spending extra time at the hospital during his non-work days. He had been able to convince Nanako to sleep earlier because she was a growing child for some time now and simply had to explain he was volunteering himself at the hospital for school, which in retrospect was the truth if Sayoko signed his volunteer papers, and nothing more came of the subject.
Sayoko herself was quite happy to leave the extra burdens on Souji and allow herself more free time while Souji got to look over personal files of clients in the hospital such as those who recently sent over their medical history when moving into Inaba. It was how he had discovered Naoto's true gender. He had made sure to take over the position to check-up anything he could use on her and thus the results of his first meeting with the arrogant bitch.
A pair of slender hands snaked their way around his neck as he felt a nibbling on his right ear.
"You do know that anyone can come here and see what you're doing to me?" said Souji in a matter of fact tone, "That really won't go over well with keeping our private lives covered from prying eyes."
Sayoko started kissing his neck and unbuttoning his shirt from the top. It seemed she was beyond reason at the moment. Souji circled around in the chair to face her before she could continue past the top two buttons of his shirt. He faced her with a serious expression.
"And why should I even go along with it tonight?" Souji demanded quietly, fixing her with a stern gaze. Sayoko pouted. Her eyes held a pleading look. "You've been throwing more and more work my way. I understand that it's only fair to task me with more when I'm volunteering but at this point I'm doing all your work for you while you lounge around."
Souji looked around the area to see if anyone else was nearby before glancing at his watch. It actually was rather late and most nurses didn't come around this area of the hospital at this time and there were many vacant rooms on the floor. Souji gazed at her in amusement.
"Alright, fine." said Souji, turning back to the computer to complete the assignments. "Go to the nearest vacant room on the right and I'll be there shortly."
Sayoko bent and quickly kissed his forehead before brusquely making her way to the room indicated to her. Souji spent the next twenty-five more minutes completing his organization of the files for the recent hospital check-ins and newest members of the Inaba community before turning off the computer and walking toward the vacant room he had designated earlier. He unlocked the door.
Once he stepped inside the threshold he quietly locked the door with the janitor keys he had been given charge of and walked over to the nearest bed to find Sayoko stark naked and gazing at him lustfully.
Souji crossed his arms and arched his right eyebrow.
"I think I deserve some gratitude for the extra workload..." said Souji, his tone carrying a hint of finality, "..., don't you?"
Sayoko quickly came near him and got to her knees. She untied his belt and yanked his pants and underpants down. She placed her bosoms between Souji's growing erection and pushed them together. Souji grunted as he started moving it up and down her chest, loving the feeling of Sayoko squeezing her breasts between it. He moved his erection up and down faster as Sayoko squeezed tighter, it wasn't long before the cool breeze within the room and the increase in sexual gratification resulted in Souji exploding his load in Sayoko's face.
Sayoko, wanting more, quickly captured the shrinking sex organ in her mouth and started bobbing her head back and forth.
"Ohh, yessssss...!" Souji hissed quietly as Sayoko began to increase the pace of her movement. "This... ahhh."
'She definitely knows how to make-up for extra work.' thought Souji, smirking, as he grabbed Sayoko's head and moved his pelvis faster to further increase the intensity of pleasure. 'Maybe she's worth keeping around..'
Faster and faster, thrusting harder and harder while Sayoko moved her head back and forth to keep up with his motions to increase his pleasure.
He exploded again inside her mouth and she, unlike Yukiko, willingly and greedily drank it before finally, though somewhat slowly, letting go.
Souji smirked in triumph as Sayoko looked up happily. Souji couldn't help but think of her as a pet, smiling up at its master after having done a good job at pleasing him.
He was unsure if she was on the pill today or not so he ordered her on the nearest bed in the doggy position. He swiftly followed her.
Climbing up on the bed, Souji gazed down at the older, sexy, and submissive woman. Completely naked and just waiting to get fucked-up the ass, literally! He grabbed her ass and squeezed it. He chuckled as she only moaned in pleasure. Souji shed his remaining clothes and entered her lower backside and firmly holding her backside in place with a strong grip on her pelvis.
She gasped in pleasure as he began to immediately thrust inside vigorously. Faster, harder, and wilder than before. Sayoko vaguely wondered how he wasn't sore yet from all the sex before bliss overtook her.
"Oh, god! Souji..!" Sayoko gasped out in intense pleasure. Back and forth, back and forth, thrusting inside her faster and faster. He just knew what made her lose control. "SOUJI-KUN!"
She couldn't help but scream his name out as she finally came together with him.
He truly loved every moment of it. He could never get enough. It was never possible to get enough! No wonder married couples usually had more sex than unmarried ones! This was pure bliss! He couldn't be any happier than in this state! What could possibly feel better than this? Nothing! Absolutely nothing!
It was too bad that, due to all his lustful desires that he indulged himself in, Souji had forgotten to watch the midnight channel that day.

6/23/2011
The afternoon after school had closed for the day, Nametame Taro kidnapped Kujikawa Rise at her family's tofu shop. At the time, Nametame had thought it would be like all the other kidnappings. He would throw her inside the television, she would come out fine a few days later, and he could congratulate himself on being a shadow savior of innocents.
Unfortunately for Nametame, in this particular kidnapping he hadn't predicted some lustful voyeur to have stayed on top of a telephone poll the entire day so he could capture images of the former idol. The porn fanatic desired to sell the images online for money and fame and, secretly, masturbate over the more lewd ones he planned to capture on picture. So when Nametame knocked out and took Rise into the back of his delivery truck, the lustful voyeur had a perfect view of the crime taking place and made several snapshots of Nametame subduing Rise and carrying the idol into his truck.
The voyeur quickly posted these images on his personal website to gain more hits and other, more 'legitimate', news sources quickly published the pictures as well. Inaba police quickly arrested the voyeur a few days later and questioned him about the pictures. During the questioning the police discovered that the photos were not photoshopped, were indeed pictures of a legitimate crime taking place, and that the voyeur was not an accessory to the kidnapping taking place. The knowledge that Rise's relative at the tofu shop had recently filed her disappearance prompted the police into immediate action. Police went to arrest Nametame on charges of kidnapping Rise and the murder of Saki Konishi (having previously been proven innocent of any suspicion for the murder of Mayumi Yamano).
The police quickly came to Nametame's home armed. They barged in and searched the area for any sign of Nametame and Risette. Their mistake, however, was that Nametame was inside the back of his delivery truck adjusting packages within and cleaning. Nametame hearing the multiple police sirens from the many police cars outside his truck and subsequent shouts from police that he was going to be placed under arrest for the charges of murder and kidnapping began to panic.
In his desperation, he did the only thing that seemed rational at the time. Nametame jumped into the big screen television that he always kept inside the back of his truck.

As a result of this downhill spiral of events, Seta Souji would be forced to pick which target he would go after next Nametame the killer, as the media was doing a good job of portraying him as a psychopath and the only possible culprit behind the two murders despite evidence to the contrary regarding Yamano's death, or Risette the idol.
Souji walked briskly toward the stronger of the two power signatures. He had already thought of the pros and cons of going to either or both dungeons and thought he was making the right choice. The entire purpose of his excursions in going into TV land had been to find and take down the culprit, or at least stay out of the culprit's way enough to protect his object Yukiko and his family.
Namatame had to die.
The man was too dangerous left alive. He knew too much and had too much power if his sensory capabilities in feeling the radiating powers of strong demons were anything to go by. There was also something… amiss with Namatame. He could feel the man's power, not just sense it, and that just wasn't right. There was something wrong here. Something Souji didn't understand and that troubled him. The presence he was feeling was similar to that annoying bear's shadow. He had been thinking it over and reviewing the details of what he knew ever since Namatame had been discovered as the culprit.
The one grudging fact that Souji had to admit was that Namatame likely wasn't the cause of his ex-lover's death. Yamano and he were nowhere near each other and if Namatame had killed her via traveling into her hotel room through a TV then he would have done the same for the other victims and not had to kidnap them. Therefore, someone else had killed Yamano and someone else had this power. If that were true then it didn't bode well for Souji…
Not to mention he would have to silence Namatame somehow. Murdering him would be the most effective way but being seen as victim of an attack by being found upside down on a telephone poll would raise questions about another possible culprit… but there was a culprit other than him. Souji didn't know the real reason why Namatame had done all of this. What he could conclude was that Namatame had gone mad because of Yamano's death, that much was plainly obvious, but what had given him the power to enter and use TV's? Why had he thrown these people in TV's? The man could, quite literally, be insane but there could be another explanation.
In fact,... Saki hadn't gone missing before her death. She had just died one day. Which meant the shady bastard that killed Yamano had also done in Konishi. The mystery killer may still reside in Inaba! Or Namatame had done it and was just insane…
Could Namatame be working for someone else to throw off the suspicion? It could be… he could have blamed Yamano for tarnishing and abruptly ending his political career. But why involve himself in the other murder and the attempted murders?
Souji shook his head as he entered Namatame's insanely pristine and angelic dungeon the heaven's pearly gates.
At the time, it seemed reasonable enough to choose Namatame over Kujikawa. The possible broken link to solving the whole mystery. Souji was being level headed and thinking with his brain instead of his penis.
This decision set forth events that would result in the worst comeuppance that Souji ever endured.

Rise trembled.
She gazed at her mirror image in horror. This was so humiliating! It had to be a dream… but why wouldn't it stop? Why couldn't she wake-up? She felt like breaking down in tears. The utter humiliation of her copy dancing around a stripper pole in nothing but silky undergarments was too much. Why was this happening? What on earth was going on? The last thing she remembered was being kidnapped! What was this place and why were her deepest fears literally prancing in front of her nearly in the nude!
"Awwww! What's the matter?" the imposter Rise chuckled, smirking at her. "You wanna show your stuff, don'tcha?"
"Please…" begged Rise, staring hard at the floor. She was too ashamed to look up at her dark secret. "Stop this…"
The copycat chuckled in a manner that was quasi cute and sinister. Rise clenched her fingers as anger began to creep up with the embarrassment she was feeling. Her face resembled the color of a tomato.
"Oooh, you want me to stop?" mocked faux Rise, using the pole to swing her body around sensually. "That's so funny!"
She then sneered at Rise.
"As if that's even close to what you're really thinking, you little skank!"
Rise continued to glare at the floor. Anger and embarrassment coursing through her veins. Why couldn't this doppelganger just shut the fuck up? Tears began forming on her face. Had she finally gone mad? Why was she being tortured so horribly!
"You're me!" continued the fake, smiling cruelly. It relished in the emotions emitting from its human counterpart. She stopped dancing and looked at the real version of herself in contempt. "And obviously, I'm you!"
"No…" cried Rise, shaking her head in denial. She was unwilling to face the reality inside herself. "That's not true…"
The shadow began dancing sensually at the pole once more. It laughed mockingly at the pitiful tear-stricken girl.
"C'mon, look! You can't tear your eyes away!" The shadow began blowing kisses, it was getting hot in its own lust. "This is me! This is who I really am!"
"Not Risette, the fake celebrity! Look at the girl right in front of you! I'm sick of being some airhead cliché who chokes down everything she's fed and takes it all with a smile!"
Rise wanted nothing more than to shout her own agreement at that moment. But no, no, NO! Risette was a slut! A dirty wash cloth that was to be used and thrown out after doing half-naked ads for nerdy teenage boys who had no chance of getting laid and so desperately craved to masturbate off pictures of her. She wouldn't be like that! She didn't want to be like that! That was Risette! Just Risette! Rise Kujikawa wasn't like that! By not acting out her feelings that emulated Risette's, she wouldn't be Risette!
"'Risette'? Who the hell is she? There's no such person in this world! I'm no one but myself! C'mon, look at me!"
The shadow was becoming more demanding. It wanted to release the shackles that it's human self had created!
"That's not- I…!"
Rise was confused. There was no Risette? Risette was famous! She lived as Risette for so long… of course Risette existed! That's why she couldn't act like that anymore. She didn't want to be shadowed by that stupid TV gimmick!
"Well then, I guess it's time to prove it. I'm gonna show it all off! Let my naked truth be burned into your brain!"
'No!' thought Rise, shaking her head furiously. Her mind became erratic at this point. 'NO, NO, NO!'
Rise hefted herself up, shaking her head in horror. Her mind had become too frantic to think on what the shadow said any further. All she could think of was the doppelganger showing its naked body… her naked body off like some cheap floozy at a club. She couldn't let that happen! Would reporters suddenly swarm the area and shoot photos in this nightmare?
"Stop… stop it!" Rise hollered at the top of her lungs. She couldn't take this craziness anymore. "You're… you're… not me!"
A horrible laughter echoed off the corridors as Shadow Rise finally transformed. Rise fell unconscious as her shadow began to attack.

Yukiko took a shaky breathe to calm herself. She was extremely nervous. Souji and she had known that the pregnancy obviously couldn't be hidden for long and today was the day that she was ordered to reveal it. Souji wasn't here, of course, he had said he had more important things to deal with then her family melodrama. Yukiko had been stressed in thinking of a way to explain that not only was she going to drop school but that she was now pregnant with her supposed boyfriend's child. She would start showing in a few short months so hiding it wasn't even an option. Her parents weren't stupid and her workers would tattle even if her parents didn't notice by some miracle.
Currently the family was having dinner together at their home. Her parents were quietly speaking about different advertising pitches they could use to gain more customers with the steady decrease of the UFO and murder mystery freaks that had come to the town at the news of Yukiko's abduction and the recent murders. Even with a failure to come-up with such a plan, the Amagi's had made a fortune off the lawsuit of Dr. Kato for Yukiko's kidnapping. The law enforcement agencies had readily brought the trial to speed and jumped at the chance to attack Kato on the stand due to the bad press they were getting for the unsolved murders of Mayumi Yamano and Saki Konishi. Both parties gleefully took Kato for as much as he was worth and Kato was convicted for 25 years on charges of attempted rape, kidnapping, and murder. Yosuke Hanamura's body had been very incriminating along with testimony from the head nurse Sayoko Uehara. Both the Amagi's and the Inaba police department ended up with millions from Kato's pension, his cars, and his home. His wife had swiftly divorced him and left with their children to somewhere undisclosed out of shame and betrayal. The Inaba community had been more than a little vindictive toward the Kato's due to the trial even before the final verdict was made.
"Mom…" began Yukiko, nervously. Her face was focused on her dinner plate, unable to meet her parents' eyes for what was surely to come. "Dad…"
"I… I've made my decision about being the Inn manager and… and about school."
This grabbed their attention at once. Both of them had eagerly wanted Yukiko to focus more of her time on the family business. They didn't value school education much. After all, there was no work experience that could help a person out once they embarked upon the real world.
Yukiko silently breathed in and exhaled before facing her parents' expectant faces. She knew what they wanted from her but they were too nice to outright demand it. It still would've remained expected of her if she chose not to pursue running the inn now. They still considered her somewhat young at the moment but in two short years that would have changed… but they didn't have to worry about that…
"I've decided to quit school to better serve as the inn's manager." said Yukiko, smiling happily. She needed to pull off the act well so that they believed her. Souji had made this decision for her already and had demanded she not fuck it up or else there would be severe consequences like forfeiting her mother's very life so that the task would fall to Yukiko anyway. "I want to help the family as best as I can and the inn's demands can't be met sufficiently with me still in school. This is the best thing to do."
"Oh, Yukiko-chan…" spoke her mother softly, tears beginning to form upon her face. "You've matured so much in such a short time. You don't know how happy it is for me to hear you say that…"
Yukiko felt a flutter of happiness that her mother was so touched by her decision to carry on the family tradition. Despite the circumstances for the decision she couldn't help but flush in happiness over hearing those words. Her father's broad grin only increased her feelings of happiness and pride.
A feeling of terror suddenly gripped Yukiko as she knew that this wouldn't last. Her parents' were going to murder her once she told them about her pregnancy. Yukiko took another deep breathe; this time trembling slightly as she knew it wouldn't go over well. Her mother and father didn't notice the shift in behavior as they were going to resume eating their meals.
"There is… more I have to tell you both…" said Yukiko, trying to keep her voice as steady as possible. She didn't want to blurt this out haphazardly. She needed to look firm on this despite how much it would devastate them to hear. "I… that is… me and Souji…"
Her parents looked at her with furrowed brows. Yukiko attempted to calm herself before speaking again. She had her parents' undivided attention once more.
"Souji-kun and I… have… have fallen in love. I… I know it's such a short time and probably immature to hear from a sixteen year old but I assure you it's true. He's been nothing but supportive of me and my long hours at the inn… not many people – even adults – are in relationships like that. Since we couldn't get married until we were twenty years of age without consent from his parents' since they live far away and… I was too nervous to ask you both. We… we decided on the next best course of action…"
They stared at her in confusion before her father's face changed to one of shock. Yukiko took the opportunity to confirm it.
"I'm… well… pregnant." finished Yukiko, lamely. She was utterly ashamed at this point. She wanted to just run from the table and lock herself up in her room but she had to make certain points known. "I… I can understand if you're disappointed in me. It – it wasn't Souji-kun's fault. Not… not really because I… I seduced him. I wanted us to be together so badly. I've said it before… I love him."
For a moment both her parents' did nothing but stare at her. Yukiko was sure of it now, she would get yelled at, possibly beaten for what she had just said, and who could blame them? Their sixteen year old daughter had went and got herself pregnant when she had seemed so mature such a moment ago. She wouldn't be surprised if they suddenly disowned her.
"Oh, Yukiko-chan…" began her mother, getting up from the dining table and hugging her daughter in a tight embrace. Yukiko began to cry. Even after all the stress from Yamano's death and those damnable paparazzi her mother still had enough time to comfort her fool of a daughter. She wasn't even shouting accusations at her or anything. The disappointment however was all that needed- "This is wonderful news!"
Yukiko stared dumbly as her mother let go and smiled broadly at her. She looked so… proud? What was going on here?
"Yukiko-chan," began her father, making her turn to her father's direction where he was still seated. His smile was dazzling. "We couldn't be more happy with how you that you thought so well ahead!"
"What?" shouted Yukiko in obvious shock. Why were they happy? Had Souji done something to their mental health without her knowing? "What… what do you mean?"
"We knew, of course," interrupted her mother, making Yukiko turn to her mother once more. "That with running the inn you would have no time for a loving relationship possibly with your new boyfriend. You were so shy around boys before that too… it was quite disheartening to think that you may begin working for the inn without having a family of your own. We were thinking of possibly arranging a suitor but…"
Yukiko's eyes widened in horror. They had been going behind her back making arrangements such as who she was going to marry? They had known that with running the inn that she would have almost no time for any sort of social life but to think they had planned to go so far as to dictate the terms of her own personal life…
"Well, it seems you resolved our problem for us." Her father laughed good-naturedly. He smiled proudly. "Now, of course you'll have our blessing for a marriage with Souji-san… ah, perhaps Souji-kun is more appropriate? We knew you wouldn't go for suitors but this solves that little problem."
"B-but… what about me being pregnant?" asked Yukiko, she couldn't hide the surprise from her voice. "You're not… mad?"
"Of course not," replied her mother, smiling brightly at her. "Personally I think our society waits far too long to get married. It's best to start early and sixteen seems the appropriate age. Why I have some old friends who couldn't have time for kids until their forties! The work hours in our society simply give most of us no time for children."
Yukiko gazed at her parents' smiling and proud faces once more trying to discern if perhaps they weren't even slightly disappointed in what they perceived that she had done. She found no hint of anything more than genuine happiness.

Yukiko never thought there would be a time in her life when her parents' approving faces could shatter her heart into a million pieces.
"D-don't come near me!" shouted Namatame, looking at the apparition behind Souji in fear. "I… I must save people! G-get out of my way!"
"Save people?" snorted Souji, looking at Namatame in utter disdain. "Don't come near you? What the fuck do you plan to do about it?"
Inwardly, Souji frowned. Something was definitely off. He had worked tirelessly just to reach this faggot and he didn't have much strength left in him. The monsters in this stupid area had been quite a handful for Souji. Souji took out a bead and crushed it in the palm of his hand. In the outside world, it would just break but here it would heal his injuries. He found that different items, particularly of the ancient religious sort, actually had an effect here. Perhaps those gods of old actually existed in this world?
Souji sighed in relief as his injuries slowly disappeared. He fixated Namatame with a contemptuous gaze. This lunatic was going to get it… yet he couldn't rush in. Souji felt uneasy. There was something definitely wrong with Namatame and it may not have anything to do with his mental health. How was it that Namatame could see him so clearly? When he had entered the world he had needed those stupid glasses just to see his own hands in front of him before acquiring super-human abilities via his persona. Namatame was having no trouble looking at him… so did that mean something in here was giving him super-human abilities?
"I demand you answer my questions!" threatened Souji, looking rather murderous. "Why the hell were you throwing people in here? Have you been working with anyone in your attempted murders?"
"M-murders?" questioned Namatame, he appeared bewildered by Souji's questions. "I… I didn't try to kill anyone… I was trying to save them!"
"Save… them..?" said Souji, he didn't know whether to deadpan, laugh, or just stare at that stupid reply. "Are you fucking kidding me? Save them from what?"
"The killer who murdered my Mayumi!" shouted Namatame angrily, looking at him in scornfully. "I had to save the others! I tried to warn that Konishi girl but she wouldn't listen and she ended-up dead!"
Souji stood there quietly taking it all in.
'What the fuck?' thought Souji, looking at Namatame in disbelief. 'This man's completely out of his mind! He needs to die…'
"What made you think putting them in the TV was a good idea?" asked Souji, honestly, what the fuck could have made him think putting people INSIDE A FUCKING TELEVISION WORLD FILLED WITH MONSTERS be a good thing? "And how did you get the power to put people in the TV in the first place?"
"I… I called the police but they wouldn't believe me but…" said Namatame, his face shifted to one of sadness as he recalled his failure over saving the first two. "The police man on the phone told me to keep the kimono girl safe in a place where no one could find her so that the murderer wouldn't be able to kill her... and then I had to save the others who appeared on the TV too…"
"Save her? She was found brutalized by a mad doctor." said Souji, unwilling to reveal his own actions about the events. He was curious now and the information this man was providing was proving to be vital. "Why did you continue after she was found in such a state?"
Internally, he didn't care. He just wanted to keep the idiot talking so he could think over the part about a police officer having told him to literally kidnap people. Someone in the police department had been behind everything? It made sense…, no wonder they couldn't nab the perp. While it would be easy for anyone to hide those abilities… the fact the killer behind the first two murders had confidential police information meant that the police would likely never be able to find the perp. What was the motive behind all of it? Had the reporter and Konishi been targeted for a specific reason or had it been two random acts of violence?
"But… but she was alive!" cried Namatame, he seemed to be in a state of denial. He did not want to believe he had done wrong. "She was alive! It didn't matter! She didn't die so it was okay! I… I saved her! I'm a savior!"
Souji's eyes narrowed. It was time to take out the trash. A messianic complex was never a good thing, especially not when this man could potentially gain the same powers that Souji had. Souji was arrogant but he certainly didn't go as far as to see himself as some sort of modern-day prophet or god.
Unfortunately at that moment the shadows struck. The quickly swept the area and started the painful process of merging with Namatame. Souji stood stiffly, he was shell-shocked at what was happening.
'What the hell is this?' thought Souji, he watched as Namatame's body started flying in the air with more and more shadows entering into the fool's body. 'This isn't right… How can this even be possible? Namatame didn't face his inner self-loathing. His dormant power didn't do this… there has to be something else causing this!'
Souji summoned bloody Izanagi as Namatame finished his transformation into Kunino-sagiri.
'Something powerful in this world forced Namatame to transform into this…'
The truth unsettled Souji. How long had this creature been watching Souji's actions in this world? How long had it had the power to do this to humans? Why had it turned Namatame into this and not done anything about the others he'd either raped, killed, or left to die? Why had it chosen not to do anything toward Souji himself? What in fuck's name was its motive?
Souji mentally kicked himself as he recalled the words of the barney bastard that he had killed.

"How could you, Sensei?" shouted Teddie, gazing at Souji in disgust. "How could you leave your friend to die! You… you aren't human!"
Souji snorted at the idiot's rant. The stupid barney creature was going to pay for being so fucking annoying.
"Shut the fuck up, you piece of shit." cursed Souji, snarling at Teddie. Teddie backed away in fear. "And stop fucking calling me Sensei. You're so fucking annoying. I had hoped you would die but I guess you're like a cockroach. I'll just have to kill you for sure this time."
"Y-you… monster!" shouted Teddie, hot headed as always. "I'll… I'll… I'll do something! J-j-just you watch! You're a terrible person! You have to be stopped!"
"Stopped?" laughed Souji, mockingly. He shook his head at the bear's one-track way of thinking. "Stopped from what? I didn't even do anything! I just walked away. It's not my fault this emo loser had bitch issues that he couldn't deal with."
Teddie scowled at him attempting to look intimidating. Souji snorted in laughter.
"Sh-shaddup you - Wh-whoaaaa!" screamed Teddie in surprise, Teddie looked in shock as his body suddenly started spasming. "What… what's going on! I-I feel like I'm…"
A sudden flash blinded the occupants of the area as another, more ominous looking, Teddie appeared behind the foolish Teddie. Souji had covered his eyes and when he could see clearly once again he just stared blankly.
"What the fuck is this? You can multiply now?" hollered Souji in disgust, "You're like a cancer!"
"Wh-what?" said Teddie in surprise turning around to see Shadow Teddie. "Wha-? Wh-who are you?"
Shadow Teddie chuckled as it gazed at Teddie.
"You know, don't you?" asked Shadow Teddie, his eyes piercing his weaker self. "You know but you refuse to look at your own reality."
Teddie looked confused for a moment before shaking his head in horror. Souji nervously backed away. Shadow Teddie's power was overflowing. Souji knew this shadow was much stronger than him and Bloody Izanagi.
"You know… that you will always be alone."
"N-no! I… sh-SHADDUP!"
Teddie directed the rage he was feeling at his doppelganger while trying to ignore the fear that was creeping up within his own heart.
"You thought that boy, the one you affectionately named 'sensei' and his comrades would keep you company, help you, perhaps give you comfort in this lonely world but he doesn't care… not for you. No one does."
"I SAID SHADDUP!"
"No one ever will… you always knew that you would always be alone. You think that you have some sort of past so that you may have a future somewhere. It is a lie."
"NO! NO! NO! GO AWAY!"
"At your core, you know this… You just cannot accept it. So you seek an alternate form… a denial of your nature. You have no lost memories."
"That… that's a lie!" said Teddie, losing the strength to argue and quailing at the truth of his shadow's words. Teddie mustered up his courage and anger once more. "Shaddup!"
Teddie ran at his twin and was blasted aside. Souji moved out of the way quickly so that Teddie would collide painfully with the broken remains of a far wall instead of him. Teddie slumped down onto the floor unconscious.
"You…" chuckled Shadow Teddie, fixating his malevolent gaze at Souji. Souji gripped his sword tighter as Bloody Izanagi got into a battle-ready stance. "How amusing. You undergo suffering to find the truth… but use others clouded thoughts for your own pleasure."
"Ah, you are smart enough to know that my power far exceeds your meager abilities. Unfortunately for you, escape is not an option. Regardless of how far you've come… your powers, your abilities, are a pittance granted to you by a being far stronger than your comprehension. Your efforts against me shall be meaningless."
Souji frowned. He had known that Bloody Izanagi had come from somewhere and had best matched his personality from something that had bestowed this power upon him… but this shadow was saying it was someone? Someone had given him Bloody Izanagi? Why? Could it have been the murderer?
"It is curious that you've become even this strong all by yourself… no matter, if by some miracle you walk away from this encounter by sheer luck you shall still face death eventually. All humans have their limits in what they can achieve."
"Why would I come back to this place knowing you're here?" replied Souji evenly, trying to contain his horror, he felt like bolting out of the room but knew that would do no good. He still needed to take Yosuke's dead body that he just put in the body bag with him too. Moreover, it would be a fatal mistake to keep his eyes of this… thing. "I should've made sure I killed that idiot then he wouldn't have made some fake emo version of himself. "
"Foolish being." interrupted the Shadow, readying its transformation. He flew up into the air, a dark aura forming around his body, hiding him. His piercing eyes still glowed from within the darkness. "Your mannerisms, your ego, and your desperate thirst for power… I have been given the ability to see it all with clarity. It leads you to failure… for there will always be events outside of your control… such as the inescapable fact that you will die here."
"Fuck off!" retorted Souji, snarling at the damn creature. "I'm not gonna get killed by some fucking bear!"
Fear swept through Souji like a flood once the monster had finished its transformation. The behemoth in front of him was quite possibly the most frightening thing he had ever seen in his life.
Souji vowed he would never let another monster terrify him like that again; no matter what the circumstances.

He had thought that the weaker self simply got angry and accidentally summoned a stronger version of itself so he had killed the bear after he just barely beat that terrifying shadow. It seemed that was just half the story. Something powerful had manipulated that bear to use its thoughts to summon that shadow. Yet… even that shadow, as powerful as it had been, couldn't measure up to this thing's power… Souji felt the same strange aura surrounding Namatame… or at least what he had become. There was someone in this world who could give others tremendous power…
"I'm a savoir… a righteous hero…" said Kunino-sagiri, its hideous face changed to something that could resemble a glare as it looked down upon Souji. "DON'T INTEREFERE!"
"You're the one interfering." clipped Souji, readying his sword. He smirked as he looked at Namatame predatorily. "Just so you know… that girl, Yukiko Amagi, the one you 'saved' by putting inside here. I came into this world and raped her."
Souji had a feral grin as he said that. Namatame roared in anger and began attacking.
The beginning of the fight had been a breeze. Namatame's form was nothing more than a punching bag and was easily handled with variations of spells and a powerful physical strike from both Souji and Bloody Izanagi.
However, Kunino-sagiri's atmosphere changing ability 'quad convergence' created problems. Souji seethed at the delay tactics that Namatame was using. Kunino-Sagiri boosted his own powers but Souji quickly found that the atmosphere change around them also strengthened his and Bloody Izanagi's abilities and used it to their advantage by casting Garudyne and Ziodyne whenever the chance allowed.
Kunino-Sagiri became desperate and got to the floor to use its ability of 'Control' to brainwash Souji. Souji ran over happily toward the gigantic monster and stood by its side. Kunino-Sagiri turned to its only remaining opponent, Bloody Izanagi, hoping it would simply disappear now that Souji was under his control. No such luck was to be had; the Persona was even more encouraged to carry out its master's wish. Kunino-Sagiri turned back to Souji, hoping to order him to vanish his inner monster. Souji gazed up and gave Kunino-Sagiri a particularly Evil Smile.
"Wh-what? What's happening?" shouted Kunino-Sagiri in fear, his visage was that of the utmost terror. He had nothing to fear though, right? "Y-you-!"
Souji walked back to Bloody Izanagi's side with the evil smile still present.
"You are such an idiot. You actually let your guard down because you thought your little jedi mind trick would work on me." chuckled Souji, he turned back around to face the shadow shaking his head at the ugly thing's horrified look. "Want to know what's going on? I cast one of my more subtle spells on you! One of my two non-verbal ones."
Kunino-Sagiri was shaking in fear, its body was beginning to fall over, and Namatame found himself unable to speak any longer because the upsurge of panic that was now vibrating throughout Kunino-Sagiri's entire form.
"You see, I have two spells that I can cast with just a change in facial features. My foolish whisper and my evil smile. The first I can cast by the gesture of shushing someone. I've been casting it on my girlfriend every time before I began fucking her so no one would here us." explained Souji, gleefully. He chuckled at the quaking and scared looking monster before him. " The second one, the one I instilled upon you, is my evil smile. It forces your mind into a panic of fear. When I concentrate hard enough, I can send someone into a panic attack. I've been casting that on my bitch for quite some time as well just so she didn't have any chance of doing something brave and tattling about our excursions."
'Get ready.' thought Souji, mentally. He knew his inner self would know what to do. 'Once I release it, fly at him and quickly eat as much of the power as you can.'
Bloody Izanagi floated up near the quailing monster's face. Souji sneered at the horrified look on Kunino-Sagiri's face, expecting Bloody Izanagi to slice him to pieces. He was far too weak to put up a defense of any sort now. Souji smirked, the next move that he would use would be completely unavoidable regardless of any defensive abilities that a shadow had.
Souji unleashed Ghastly Wail, a spell that would kill any being suffering under his power of fear. The horrifying screech echoed throughout the room as Kunino-Sagiri shuddered before slowly becoming deformed as if it were melting. The top of its circular rings fell as it began to fall on its knees. Bloody Izanagi rushed at the beast with its maws open wide to start eating the raw amount of shadows built into one entity. It was too good of an opportunity to pass up. The raw aggregate power that had emitted from Namatame's shadow form was reason enough.
"GHRAAAAAHHH!" the beast wailed, both in fear and pain, as the shadows were now being sucked away from Namatame like a massive floating vacuum. "NO-! NO! I… I CAN'T TAKE THIS PAIN!"
A dark aura began emitting from both Souji and Bloody Izanagi as both felt power flow through them and reshape itself within them to give them a new ability. After nearly a half hour, Namatame had all the shadows out of his system and slumped down to the floor unconscious in human form.
"D-Damnit… why…?" moaned Namatame on the floor before falling into unconsciousness.
Souji felt a new power coursing through him. The dark aura receded from both of them. Souji laughed harshly. If anyone were to see him now he would look like a maniac. Bloody Izanagi shimmered back into his pocket as Souji calmed himself and walked sedately toward Namatame.
'The perfect test subject for my new power…'
It wasn't as powerful as he wanted it to be but with proper training and hunting of powerful shadows, he would have it to a degree of damage that would be to his liking. He was sure of this. Souji pointed his index finger at Namatame's crumpled form. The man's body was twitching slightly in pain.
"Megido."
A divine spark of light with a purple shade shined below Namatame's body before it exploded outward and hurtled him into the air. Blood rained down from the body being pushed up into the air as Namatame's stomach and chest were blown wide open from the close proximity of the lethal almighty ability.
"Megido…"
This time the divine spark blew Namatame higher into the sky as more blood rained unto the ground from the huge hole in his sternum. Namatame choked up blood as he was now fully awake and suffering the pain inflicted upon him. Souji suddenly had an even more sinister idea.
"MEGIDO!"
The almighty spark shined right in front of Namatama's private area. Namatame's eyes widened as he looked at the spark in horror. He realized what was going to happen and that there was no way he could stop it.
"Ingh-ghurck!" Namatame tried speaking, screaming, calling for help. Anything to get him away from the madman below him. "H-help..!"
Namatame just managed a cry for help out before the spell took effect and a sudden shockwave blew apart his entire lower body. He died from the pain as his battered carcass fell from the air and hit the floor with a sickening crack.
Souji smiled in amusement before pointing his finger one last time at the upper half of the body that remained.
"Megido."
The spell blew away the left over remains of what was once Namatame as a scorch mark and pools of blood was all that remained of man.
Souji turned around and walked merrily toward the exit to go home. Namatame's body would have no way of being upside down on some pole somewhere in the outside world and Rise Kujikawa would be found dead. Namatame would not be considered a victim. The police would try to search for Namatame, perhaps put out a warrant for his arrest across the country, and no one would ever find the 'killer'. The mystery would be solved, Dojima would have more time for Nanako, and he could go on his merry way of owning the wealthiest place within the town and fucking his bitches.
If the real killer was dumb enough to show himself then he could deal with it as the fool would likely give Souji more clues on whom he or she was. Well… he had a right to be hopeful… Souji had no real means of finding the killer and Bloody Izanagi taking police files from the precinct would be a bad idea during a time when police were on the fritz about closing the murder case.

In the dead of night, Yukiko walked past the fence of the Dojima residence. Quickly, she took out the spare key that was given to her and unlocked the front door before quietly shutting it and locking it. She observed her surroundings, there wasn't anyone occupying the bottom floor from what she could see. She took off her shoes and rushed swiftly but quietly to the room she meant to go to.
She flicked on the lights once she entered Souji's room and shut the door. She took the time take a good look at the room. There was a bed on the far corner, a window to her right, a table in the middle of the room so he could do his homework, a two person couch near the table, and a television. It was a standard room for the average boy. Yukiko frowned, she had expected something different somehow, it was as if Souji's very nature demanded something more evil like blood on the walls or a hidden cellar full of dead bodies or something.
Yukiko sighed and shook her head, she had obviously watched too many over-the-top wannabe horror movies among others that Chie had been so fond of back when they use to be friends and slept over each other's houses. Yukiko frowned realizing that her carefree life with Chie had existed just a short few months ago and so much of her life had changed since then in such a short period of time that it felt like a life time ago… it disheartened her to think that she had been so depressed and self-loathing with problems she had made herself believe existed only to have to live under a truly horrible situation.
What sort of life was she even living anymore? Could one even call what she did now living or was it just existing? She had always believe she would have no choices in life… deluded herself into thinking that and lost out on the freedom that had been right in front of her face the entire time because of her own foolishness.
'I guess that old saying is true…' thought Yukiko, forlornly. She couldn't believe how blind she had been. 'You don't know what you really have until it's gone…'
She was too much of a coward to kill herself and wouldn't dream of putting harm to the innocent growing inside her body now. Her eyes started to sting as tears threatened to roll down for what she thought could be the thousandth time. The self-pity never truly ended for her but she had to try to move forward… it wasn't for just her sake anymore.
'At least… at least… I'll have someone to really love and to live for…'
She subconsciously touched the hem of her shirt. Perhaps, unlike her mother and father, the baby would love her unconditionally?
"What are you doing?" intoned Souji, startling her from behind. She turned around eyes wide, she hadn't even heard him come in. Souji shushed her foolish shock, secretly casting foolish whisper without her knowing as he had done many times before, so that no one could hear Yukiko's shout. "Didn't I tell you to get ready when I got back here?"
"I – I'm sorry!" she said in a panicked voice. Hurriedly she backed away so that he could enter his room. "I… I was just thinking that's all. I… I became lost in thought."
"I can see that." replied Souji, dryly. He folded his arms and looked at her expectantly. "Well, what happened with your parents? How did they react?"
"I… well… they – they were happy." said Yukiko sadly, looking at the floor to hide her tear streaked face. "They… they want us married quickly. We… we'll still need your parents' signatures, of course."
"Just as I thought." nodded Souji happily, his eyes locked with Yukiko's once she raised her head to look at him. It was unfortunate really that Japanese law actually required one to be the age of 20 before their parents' didn't have to consent for the marriage to take place. "I suspected, considering the circumstances with Yamano's death, that they would jump at the chance to have you married off and running the inn in financial security. That's parents' for you, only thinking of their own happiness and never their children's."
Yukiko just sighed in bitterness at the truth of those words before she began taking off her shirt. Souji began taking his belt off and threw it to the side. He moved over to the couch and lowered his pants and boxers before sitting down. Yukiko came over while removing her bra and left her clothes on the table before getting on her knees in front of Souji.
Yukiko started pressing her breasts between Souji's hardening member. They had 'discussed' this long before. Souji held Yukiko's shoulders firmly before sliding it up and down her chest as Yukiko squeezed her breasts on it. Souji began moaning in pleasure as he moved his private area up and down Yukiko's chest. Yukiko made sure to increase the pressure of the squeezing just as he wanted it. Soon, Souji came all over Yukiko's face as he simultaneously cried out in pleasure. Souji grinned wolfishly. The titty fuck had felt wonderful.
"What a dirty, dirty little bitch you are."
Yukiko felt an overwhelming sense of humiliation compound with the despair that had set in earlier in the day. She hated doing these sick and perverted acts. She would be doing them all night since she was sleeping over here… with no one but Souji to hear her.

"Welcome to the Velvet room," He began, smirking at his new occupant. "My name is Igor… I am delighted to make your acquaintance, Ms. Kujikawa."
"H-hello…?" said Rise, hesitantly, unsure of what she should say. This place was giving her the creeps. Was this her kidnapper?
"Please relax. There is no need to be afraid, I assure you." replied Igor calmly, noting her tense movements. "Do you remember what happened before you arrived here?"
Igor had to get her thoughts away from the fact she was in another strange place. He needed to earn her trust.
"I…" Rise tried to think it over. What had happened again? She had been scared… frightened… of a doppelganger of herself that had turned into a monster! "I… had a bad dream."
"That experience was no dream." said Igor, Rise frowned and looked confused. Not a dream? Well, it certainly had been a nightmare. Wait… how would this man know what she dreamed? "Please, try to remember what happened before that. It should all come to you soon."
"I… was grabbed by someone when I had my back turned." began Rise, slowly remembering what had caused that terrible dream. "And… and… I… was thrown into a television?"
Had even the kidnapping been a dream? Nothing was really making sense. She doubted this small man had done it since the pair of arms had definitely been around her height and she thought she heard the deep voice of a man. Rise was deeply troubled. She honestly couldn't tell what was a dream and what was real anymore. Was she still dreaming? Had she gone crazy? It certainly seemed so.
"Indeed, you were." said Igor, inclining his head. Rise looked even more troubled. How best to explain to a girl that all of the craziness she had literally been thrown into was in fact reality? How does one go about explaining a fictional concept seriously? She needed to believe. It was imperative. "Tell me, what do you believe in?"
"I… uh…"
Rise blinked. What did she believe in? She didn't know anymore. She shrugged as a reply.
"Fate… magic… spirits," posed Igor politely. "Do you believe in God?"
"Yes." came Rise's immediate response. What was this man getting at? "Why does that-?"
"Do you believe that there can be life in other worlds?" fired Igor, immediately after her reply while cutting off her question. Rise had an annoyed expression on her face. "No, this is not some charade for an interview. These are serious questions. Your replies are necessary."
"Why not just tell me where this line of questioning is going?" asked Rise, annoyed. She wasn't going to bother answering some stranger's questions about topics of belief. "Where is this 'Velvet room' we're in, anyway?"
"Very well, it is important that you trust in what I am about to tell you. This is a matter of your destiny. It is interwoven with the destiny of all of Inaba, in fact." said Igor seriously, looking at her directly in the eyes. Rise fidgeted a bit because the man wasn't even blinking. It was kinda creepy… "What I'm about to tell you are no lies, no jokes, and I do not have any ulterior motives meant to harm you. Please wait until I have finished explaining."
Rise relaxed slightly. The man was being patient, considerate, and was not demanding anything of her. He wasn't some Risette fan or stalker that was clear. Nor was he a member of the paparazzi as they were the complete opposite of this man's mannerisms. Why was she here though? Had this man rescued her from the kidnapper? Could he possibly be an accomplice?
"Do you remember the news story about the murders in the town you now reside in?" asked Igor, peering at her expectantly. "You should've heard of them within the town. They died quite mysterious deaths…"
Rise frowned. She had heard of them! The killer hadn't been found yet… so… why had she come to Inaba knowing this? Going to Inaba had felt… right, in some strange way. Wait… what had the man just said about destiny?
"Destiny brought me here?"
"Precisely." said Igor, nodding in affirmative. "You have been chosen by us to take on a great and dangerous mystery."
"Why me?" frowned Rise, perhaps this was some prank? "Why not anybody else?"
"Unfortunately, it is because all the other candidates who could have undertaken such a path were unable to. Due to the spread of a corrupting influence." said Igor, somberly. "As I said… the journey you've been chosen for is a dangerous one. There were four other candidates before you but they… faced grievous tragedies before they could match the pre-requisites necessary to undertake this matter."
Normally, a person would quit right there after having heard the steep risk but not Rise. Rise was just too compassionate of a person.
"What happened to them?" asked Rise, sadly. Could they have been victims of the murders?
"The first… perished due to his inability to mend his own pettiness… his shadow still haunts the world of collective idiosyncrasy – the world we rescued you from. The second one became too injured to enter that world after the first time. It may still be possible to inspire confidence in her to help you. Her injuries will be troubling to work with though. The third… was corrupted beyond help and will never again be brave enough to face her own shadow."
"Why hasn't anybody tried to stop it? Why didn't you do something about it?"
Rise folded her arms. If what this man was saying was true then he was a coward. Why hadn't he reported murders to the authorities if he knew something about them?
"Ah… but here is where you are mistaken. Ms. Kujikawa, I am not from your world and I cannot directly interfere in the affairs of your world. I am bestowed powers and must follow guidelines set forth by my master, an impartial being, who is also required to never directly interfere with human events. To do so would mean my existence – and his - would be forsaken."
"You… would die?"
"No. A death would mean that there would be something left of me after I am gone. It is different in that I would perish entirely. Anyone who had met me would no longer recall my existence. It would be as if I never existed to begin with."
"That-"
"Ms. Kujikawa, you are here because destiny has chosen you for a purpose to fulfill. Only you can save Inaba from imminent destruction."
"Will… will I have help?" Rise didn't want to screw this up. Somehow, deep inside herself, she knew it was true. The murders certainly hadn't been fake. "I mean… if it's so dangerous and important then…"
"That depends entirely on your actions." Said Igor, he smiled solemnly. It came out a bit creepy to Risette but she appreciated the gesture. "Build strong bonds with those close to you and around you. Meet people whom you can trust. Expand your inner world to the vast sea of connections and create unshakeable bonds. Only then shall this mystery… and perhaps the greater mystery shall reveal itself to you."
"And no matter what… never give up hope."
Well, that was all just peachy! How was she supposed to weed out trustworthy people from the millions of gawkers she dealt with daily? And how exactly were any of them suppose to take down a murderer?
"Ms. Kujikawa, you must have faith in yourself… just as you do in your unshakeable belief in God." Said Igor. Risette felt relaxed at that. Perhaps she just needed to see this from a different angle? "We will not send you unto this journey empty-handed. When we saved you, we quelled the shadow that manifested from you, and you subconsciously embraced your own inner strength."
"Behold, your true powers… from the lovers' arcana, Kanzeon."

They both awoke at the same time. He looked down at her naked body and smirked to himself. He had been fucking this for most of the night after all. He told her to get on all fours on the bed they shared and started pounding into her from behind. He remembered to silence her with his spell before even starting so the other occupants of the house didn't hear her cry out in humiliated pleasure.
He then told her his instructions for the day before grabbing the necessary items and departing for the bathroom for a shower. She lay there reminiscing over the things that constantly tormented her ever since he came into her life and then snapped into attention to follow her master's instructions.
She was slowly growing use to it all… use to the abuse… it was starting to feel like routine for her now…

"What have you done?" she hissed, after their guest had left the velvet room. "You've jeopardized everything!"
Usually, she was calm and collected… but considering what was at risk? She felt her response was appropriate.
"It was necessary." He replied quickly. She gave him a particularly scathing look at that reply. "At the rate Inaba's condition was going, it would be doomed to be subdued by Izanami's powers."
"So what?" she demanded, her disdain didn't waver. "We are not allowed to interfere directly in human events. What you've just done has pushed those rules – laws we live by to maintain our existence and the existence of our master – to their very limit! You've taken a grave risk; a gamble that is more likely to end unfavorably for us!"
"If we do nothing then more tragedy shall occur, more wrongdoings committed." He paused to gather his thoughts. She needed to understand the importance of the risks he was undertaking to ensure Izanami's downfall and to put a stop to the corrupting influences. "Tohru Adachi and Seta Souji must be neutralized in order for the others with the gift of persona to even have a chance at discovering Izanami to be the real culprit behind the world of collective idiosyncrasy, the world inside the TV as is known to the humans, if Izanami succeeds then she shall be strong enough to awaken the others and it shall be the downfall of this world."
She was not satisfied with such a reply. He was merely trying to justify himself.
"That is your fault. Seta Souji was the one whom originally fulfilled the contract for the wildcard ability. It didn't matter how vile his personality was, we were not suppose to judge especially not those with the gift of the wildcard. We were supposed to uphold neutrality because our master, Philemon, is far too weak to do this job ever since he sacrificed nearly all of his powers to keep the seal on the Great Will intact."
"And what would that action have caused? Giving a self-absorbed, hateful, and power-hungry boy all the potential for limitless power at his finger tips?" Igor snorted. "Aiding a boy such as that to do as he pleases? The situation would've deteriorated even faster than it has now."
"We don't know that. We can't predict the future. We can narrow-down the events to what are the most likely possibilities to occur and eliminate the unlikely but we cannot predict the exact circumstances or events of anything. What you've done is put our entire universe at grave risk of destruction." Her accusatory tone never changed. "We sealed all the gods and subjugated them to be awakened whenever a wildcard user would tap into that god's powers – this way Chaos and Law were maintained in a balance within a person's psyche so that there wouldn't be any devastation upon the world."
"These 'Persona users' would defeat gods or demons that awoke and escaped from their parts of the seal and they would be re-sealed through the power of these children. After a time they would slowly lose their powers and memories of what they accomplished so that the energy they gained could be transferred to maintain the seal. This was all done so that the Great Will and Lucifer or their minions, or other lesser gods, didn't reshape or destroy the world under their insane whims! Having Persona users allowed these young people to tap into the lawful or chaotic powers and wield these gods as weapons to maintain the seal. Using the sealed beings own powers against them. Yes, Izanami is a grave threat to that if left uncheck and we would have no way of stopping her with Lord Philemon in such a weak state but to make it an all or nothing scenario? If we all perish into nothingness then there will be nobody to maintain that seal! Have you lost your mind?"
"Enough!" bellowed Igor, annoyed that she had such little faith in his plans. "I have given Kujikawa the keys necessary to defeat her opponents. I have given her the knowledge of whom one of them is, what the both of them have caused, and I've allowed her the 'sight' to find those who shall aid her in her perilous journey. This is a gambit I am willing to take."
"You are an idiot." She replied plainly. Margaret just shook her head in disgust at his attitude. "Instead of naturally allowing that girl to gain her own strength and knowledge to find her true sense of self, you've forced upon her abilities she's not ready to handle yet. You've impressed upon her the dangers of Seta Souji, using your own biased preconceived notions instead of allowing her to form her own opinions."
"The worst offense, however, is that you've let her hold onto an ability, Philemon's own power, which she can't even use in the vain hope that she or someone she befriends will eventually be able to control the wildcard ability under the risk of Souji, Adachi, or Izanami finding that power and awakening it for their own nefarious purposes. I may have wanted Souji to be given the power beforehand but now it is too late. It'll only further his lust for dominance and power. You've ruined what chances there were for swaying him on a path to seal Izanami."
"There are goals in life worth risking everything for!" Igor venomously defended as a reply.
He would not yield on that point. It was far too late now. He had made his decisions, even though they weren't for him to make, he had technically betrayed Philemon in some respect by not giving the wildcard to Souji when he was suppose to and then handing the potential for it over to Kujikawa in the hope that one of her or the others with the ability of Persona could unlock it. He could only hope it all wasn't for naught.
"The results are the only truth." replied Margaret icily.

Yukiko walked down the stairs of the Dojima residence. She had finished taking a shower after Souji had left the bathroom to go downstairs to cook breakfast. Yukiko hadn't been surprised to learn that he had enough skills to make a living on his own. He drilled that point to her as part of making her feel more worthless.
She found Souji frying eggs on a pan by the stove. Souji briefly turned away from the eggs and instructed her where to wait before breakfast was finished. She walked toward the sitting room where the TV was located and sat down. To her surprise she found Nanako sitting across from her. Yukiko shook her head. How had she not noticed Nanako until now? She must've been more tired than she had first realized. The stress from worrying about her parents reactions, the pregnancy, and last night's excursions had really worn her out.
"Good morning!" said Nanako cheerfully.
Yukiko yelped in reply, she had been so stuck on her own thoughts. Nanako just giggled in reply.
"Er.. hi – uh – Good morning…" said Yukiko hurriedly, she stared at Nanako in bewilderment. This girl didn't appear subdued or scared at all… "Um… you don't seem surprised to see me here…"
Nanako just giggled some more.
"Big bro told me yesterday that you would be coming over late at night. It's not like he could hide that you were here if you were sleeping over because I usually get up as early or before him." said Nanako, smiling brightly. "It's nice to finally meet you, Yukiko-san! Big Bro hardly talks about you but he seems to spend all the time with you after school."
"Big bro? You mean Souji-kun, right?" replied Yukiko, this girl… was fond of Souji? Enough to consider him an older brother? "Are you two close?"
Nanako nodded enthusiastically.
"Yup! When Big Bro's not with you or at work, he spends his free time with me." replied Nanako cheerfully, she was not faking. It was genuine from what Yukiko could tell. "We always bake stuff together or watch movies or other things. Sometimes he even helps me with homework if a question is too difficult for me to figure out. It's always fun with big bro around. I use to be lonely because dad was always at work and I was always alone at home but then big bro came along!"
"…I see." Yukiko didn't really know what to say. Surprised would be an understatement to how she was feeling. Souji wasn't some evil psychopathic monster hell-bent on making everyone around him miserable. He was kind to family, going so far as to help his cousin out of a seriously depressing circumstance at home. "It… it.. must be nice to have someone who is like a sibling to you…"
Nanako smiled at that reply. Soon Souji came toward them holding the eggs he made for breakfast for all of them. He went back to the kitchen area and came back with three glasses of juice. After giving everyone a share, he sat next to Nanako and the three of them began digging into the delicious food.
Yukiko couldn't help but glance at Souji during breakfast as he exchanged lively banter with Nanako. He was good at making the girl laugh with the jokes he was telling her. To think… this kind elder brother and family man who had kindly cooked both her and Nanako breakfast was the same one who had repeatedly raped her practically every time they were alone together.
It was sickening to think about. How the lines of what was good and what was bad could be so blurred. How a person could be so different under the right circumstances. It gave a whole new meaning to the term 'never judge a book by its cover'. Souji was capable of being a kindly older brother who helped his surrogate sister with anything she asked and had helped the little girl with her feelings of abandonment… yet he was also a power-hungry bastard and abused Yukiko to re-affirm her worthlessness so that he could use her body, her family's money, and took her freedom to make sure he could live a rich life eventually.
Yukiko took solace in one significant fact she had just learned, however, upon witnessing the interaction of the two cousins. Souji wasn't the type to sexually abuse or physically harm a child. She knew enough about him to know that had he really wanted to then he could've harmed Nanako the same way that she had been. Even the girl's detective of a father wouldn't have been able to stop him and it appeared as if her father was largely absent from the house as it was. Souji truly cared for Nanako. It was deep as well. This further proved that Souji wasn't a misogynist… or at least not completely. Perhaps Nanako was only special in that regard because she was family? Even if that was the case, Yukiko no longer had to fear for if her child was born a girl. If the example of Nanako was anything to go about, perhaps Souji would even make a decent father?

Rise tumbled out of the Velvet door at the Inaba shopping district. The door was invisible to those without the gift of the wildcard and so would disappear until someone awoke the wildcard ability within them. She fell on her back and saw the portal close itself and vanish. She got up off the ground and gathered her bearings. Igor had taken the time to inform her of the vile monster that was Seta Souji and mentioned there was more going on with the murders then she was initially led to believe. He couldn't directly tell her who it was but he alluded to what was going on.
She thought over the best course of action at this point and decided to head for the police department to clear-up the fact that she was no longer kidnapped. She could make-up a story about having escaped some ditch at some outskirts of town and lie about not remembering where it was. She knew it was completely flimsy and not likely to be believed but she didn't need to tell the truth. Being famous had its perks. She knew of several famous people who either got away with crimes or did their time and became more famous for it – appearing on talk shows, sitcoms, and various amounts of advertisements. Typically, they wrote books and increased their already wholesome fortunes. Most turned a blind-eye to this reality when lauding democracies.
Rise could use this to her advantage. She had little choice but to lie in this situation. Who would believe that she had been thrown inside a television, faced her own inner monster, and been bestowed a mission by some weird old fogey with some powers over destiny? They would throw her in the nut house, no questions asked. Her fame would actually be more of a detriment then a plus in that scenario as well because of all the gossip that surrounded celebrities such as her. Aside from all that, it wasn't a crime she was attempting to cover-up and it wasn't as if she had any real choice in the matter. At least, that was how she viewed it.
Rise made her way to the police station. Her thoughts soon returning to Souji and what methods she could use to counteract him. She needed allies. That was imperative.
It was too bad that on that very week three deaths occurred. A potential lead in figuring out the true killer was killed by Souji himself, a false lead was created by a bullied child killing his former teacher, and lastly, a potential ally took his own life under the grief of his mother's death. This all occurred within the same week. It would cause the challenges that Rise faced to become infinitely more problematic.
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Seta Souji, the infamous magnificent bastard