[...If she were anywhere else, Saori would have assumed it was a prank. Later, she would have had a laugh over it with her classmates. In Hinoto-Ri, a city of Personas and demons, she can't say.
Her hands are shaking, so badly that she can't even bring herself to type more than a few letters. And her heart is pounding so badly, she feels it should be bursting from her chest.
She recounts the years. Shrines, fortune-telling, tarot, weird rituals, praying to every god and lucky star who blessed people with love. All of that time she wasted wishing for a love that was ultimately selfish. A childish love she can look at and laugh bitterly. One she was punished for having, and to this day is still paying for.
And now, she's having an online chat with a goddess, who is smiling casually.
Saori stalls for a couple minutes, taking deep breaths, trying to calm herself. Quickly she grabs her phone, and listens to her PA recording, trying to steel herself. You don't just talk shit about gods to an actual goddess and then disappear. That would make her a coward. And she'd resolved herself not to be one anymore.
Still shaking, she manages to type a small message.]
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Her hands are shaking, so badly that she can't even bring herself to type more than a few letters. And her heart is pounding so badly, she feels it should be bursting from her chest.
She recounts the years. Shrines, fortune-telling, tarot, weird rituals, praying to every god and lucky star who blessed people with love. All of that time she wasted wishing for a love that was ultimately selfish. A childish love she can look at and laugh bitterly. One she was punished for having, and to this day is still paying for.
And now, she's having an online chat with a goddess, who is smiling casually.
Saori stalls for a couple minutes, taking deep breaths, trying to calm herself. Quickly she grabs her phone, and listens to her PA recording, trying to steel herself. You don't just talk shit about gods to an actual goddess and then disappear. That would make her a coward. And she'd resolved herself not to be one anymore.
Still shaking, she manages to type a small message.]
I'm so sorry.