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"If I know anything about younger brothers... He can forgive you anything. If you don't have a future anymore... you make a new one.
That's what the rest of us do."
Where do I even start with this kid.
I've been screwing around time and space for a while. In fact, I would kind of call screwing around time and space kind of my thing by this point. It's pretty rad, or was, to be quite honest. But apparently at some point - in a hundred years time, in a thousand years time, I dunno, amounts of time are kind of meaningless to me by this point - I'm going to end up in this kid's world and destroy it.
Or I would.
That isn't happening. Not now.
We don't like each other, but all the friendship and love crap that this kid kept espousing...well. I've learned it isn't such crap like I thought it was. He was right. I was wrong. I accept that by this point.
I doubt we're ever going to be friends or on good terms or some crap like that. But at the very least? I won't let the future he went through happen to another universe and version of him on my part. I refuse.
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Lucas | Boy from the Future
Date: 2011-12-01 05:13 am (UTC)character; Lucas
canon; Mother 3
journal;
"If I know anything about younger brothers... He can forgive you anything. If you don't have a future anymore... you make a new one.
That's what the rest of us do."
Where do I even start with this kid.
I've been screwing around time and space for a while. In fact, I would kind of call screwing around time and space kind of my thing by this point. It's pretty rad, or was, to be quite honest. But apparently at some point - in a hundred years time, in a thousand years time, I dunno, amounts of time are kind of meaningless to me by this point - I'm going to end up in this kid's world and destroy it.
Or I would.
That isn't happening. Not now.
We don't like each other, but all the friendship and love crap that this kid kept espousing...well. I've learned it isn't such crap like I thought it was. He was right. I was wrong. I accept that by this point.
I doubt we're ever going to be friends or on good terms or some crap like that. But at the very least? I won't let the future he went through happen to another universe and version of him on my part. I refuse.