Chapter 39: [39]
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The Persona slipped into his mind like wax, oozing through the mental barriers he had let lax for this very purpose. Wretched, demented laughter rang in his head, the tone rich with dark malevolence. He winced as his connection to certain Arcanas dimmed until he could no longer call upon their manifestations. But that was to be expected. One did not give in to the Dark and expect the Light to forgive. And this one was undeniably dark. Its very presence was a physical pain in his mind, a searing agony that tore at his conscience. Lesser men would have given in to the pain. They would have surrendered to their suffering and laid their souls bare for this being and they would have been utterly corrupted.
He endured it. Just as he had done when he first fused it in the Velvet Room and beheld it in all its demonic splendor. Just as he had done when he summoned far more darker beings than it.
"Are you alright, Arisato-san?" Rias must have noticed the sudden change in him, for her eyes shone with concern.
He turned to regard her, and he was struck by just how beautiful she was. The paleness of her skin. The large, soft eyes. The flaming red hair, just like Mitsuru's, but without the severeness. The gentle swell of her breasts, swaying hypnotically with every movement. Her elegant neck, so delicate and light that he could reach out and snap it like a-