[There's a sense of pain, knowing what Edelgard's been through, and the doom her siblings suffered. It's enough to drive Rika to drink once again.]
There was time where the Rika Furude I acted as existed without the burden of her fate--that was the girl I hoped I could continue my life as, rather than the one who watched Rika Furude die over and over.
So who's to say? I suppose circumstance drives our actions and how we choose to cope with that, but...I think there are parts of a human being that are unchanged.
My friends killed each other in timelines past, and yet--when they saw fragments of them, they resolved for better. Keiichi resolved never to doubt his friends again after remembering what his paranoia did to them...and he managed to break through the tragedy I thought was inevitable. So which one of those is the real version of him?
I've considered those questions for years and didn't have an answer. Perhaps...they both are. And perhaps we'd both be similar people regardless of if tragedy decided to color our lives or not.
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[There's a sense of pain, knowing what Edelgard's been through, and the doom her siblings suffered. It's enough to drive Rika to drink once again.]
There was time where the Rika Furude I acted as existed without the burden of her fate--that was the girl I hoped I could continue my life as, rather than the one who watched Rika Furude die over and over.
So who's to say? I suppose circumstance drives our actions and how we choose to cope with that, but...I think there are parts of a human being that are unchanged.
My friends killed each other in timelines past, and yet--when they saw fragments of them, they resolved for better. Keiichi resolved never to doubt his friends again after remembering what his paranoia did to them...and he managed to break through the tragedy I thought was inevitable. So which one of those is the real version of him?
I've considered those questions for years and didn't have an answer. Perhaps...they both are. And perhaps we'd both be similar people regardless of if tragedy decided to color our lives or not.