[ He's sharp enough to note the fact that Light is calling it his world. He has to give Light credit for his acting skills, though. Before this, he would never have pegged the other as having a god complex. One of those megalomaniacs.
Seto's had to deal with his fair share of people with god complexes and they can get annoying. ]
Hmph. [ There's a small note of condescension there, a little bit of skepticism thrown in. ] And what makes you think that you have the willpower or determination to accomplish that? To create your new world, to shape reality with your own hands?
[ It's not like he hasn't tried. That's what his virtual reality technology is for. ]
A shinigami's notebook. [ He should be more surprised. But after seeing the things that he's seen, all the Supernatural Bullshit that Yugi Mutou has dragged him into, he's not. It's probably a milder reaction than Light expects, just Seto stilling for a moment before he exhales audibly, putting whatever pieces of the puzzle that is Light Yagami together. ] How convenient. Useful, even, if you wanted to make a clean kill. Orchestrating the last moments of their death if you know their names and faces... all of us could be dead by now if you wanted us to be. You've been using it for a while.
[ How else would Light have been able to give away such valuable information, even if disguised to be as vague as possible?
It's followed by laughter - slightly manic, even, and there's a small smirk on the edge of Seto's features. ] Wouldn't you like to test it out for yourself, Yagami? Unfortunate, really, that this dimension doesn't allow you to have your notebook with you.
[ That, and the fact that both of them are painfully aware that the highest chance of survival comes with them working with each other to level the field, as much as possible. That's what this alliance of sorts is centred upon, anyway, right? ]
Who knows, maybe this time I'll actually stay dead.
[ Nice try, Light. He's not revealing something that personal that easily. ]
i'm so mad i lost the first draft of this due to an internet glitch
Seto's had to deal with his fair share of people with god complexes and they can get annoying. ]
Hmph. [ There's a small note of condescension there, a little bit of skepticism thrown in. ] And what makes you think that you have the willpower or determination to accomplish that? To create your new world, to shape reality with your own hands?
[ It's not like he hasn't tried. That's what his virtual reality technology is for. ]
A shinigami's notebook. [ He should be more surprised. But after seeing the things that he's seen, all the Supernatural Bullshit that Yugi Mutou has dragged him into, he's not. It's probably a milder reaction than Light expects, just Seto stilling for a moment before he exhales audibly, putting whatever pieces of the puzzle that is Light Yagami together. ] How convenient. Useful, even, if you wanted to make a clean kill. Orchestrating the last moments of their death if you know their names and faces... all of us could be dead by now if you wanted us to be. You've been using it for a while.
[ How else would Light have been able to give away such valuable information, even if disguised to be as vague as possible?
It's followed by laughter - slightly manic, even, and there's a small smirk on the edge of Seto's features. ] Wouldn't you like to test it out for yourself, Yagami? Unfortunate, really, that this dimension doesn't allow you to have your notebook with you.
[ That, and the fact that both of them are painfully aware that the highest chance of survival comes with them working with each other to level the field, as much as possible. That's what this alliance of sorts is centred upon, anyway, right? ]
Who knows, maybe this time I'll actually stay dead.
[ Nice try, Light. He's not revealing something that personal that easily. ]