#why do i need two

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shiftperception:

what she says: I’m making a post story au with the villain but I don’t redeem him or condemn him. I just write silly little scenes with him and my oc. I look at him and overanalyze his character only to say I don’t want to fix him or make him worse, I just wanna mess with him because I’m here to have stupid fun lmao

what she means: the horrible unresolved thing my brain is begging me to resolve isn’t about fixing him or making him worse. In fact if Volo isn’t an agonizing mix of goodness and evilness that instills constant pain and wonder I feel like I’m doing it wrong. I don’t want to see him brutally punished for his actions or be rehabilitated in a way where he’s forgiven/accepted by the good guys. No, the thing I absolutely can’t stand is that they let this character walk away empty handed. He dedicates his life to researching the legendary pokemon and all the plates go to you. Giratina goes to you, after he summoned and convinced it to join him their connection is not touched on again and they’re separated indefinitely. You have to walk up the stairs to arceus’ room knowing the guy who gave his all in hopes of meeting it never will, and in fact refuses to come with you cause he can’t live with how you took this from him. He doesn’t even get to see what it looks like. Volo disappears from the game and worst of all says “my story ended when I lost to you” and WORST of all “in the end I was alone.” No. I refuse. I want him to have a partner in crime to explore ruins and discuss reality bending schemes with. I don’t care if this makes them both better or worse or something in between I just need Volo to have an equal/counterpart he is not separated from. I need him to see giratina again and pet its bald head. I need him not to forget the joy of discovering new things about legendary pokemon and the nature of the world. In the end he can be as fucked up as he wants but he can’t be alone. I will solve this by inventing a mad scientist in my brain and making them engage in banter for my own entertainment.

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