Name: Megaman Current location: Sacrosanct Current Physical Appearance: Megaman now wears a full face mask (much like his brother did, once) and carries a broken, scarred shield... again, his brother's. Summary: Hypatia didn't have to convert him. She didn't have to reprogram him, she didn't have to do a single thing to make him hers, not on her own. All she had to do was let him remember home. He stood before the gathered crowd of humanity as they chanted his name, as they implored him to Kill Protoman! They screamed, but did not move. They would not move. They chanted and they cried and then -- He cannot remember if he was the one who fired the shot, or if it came from elsewhere. It doesn't matter -- in his mind, it was him, in his mind, it was because they made him do it. He held his brother in his arms, he watched his brother die and listened to humanity ask him why he cried. Why he bothered to mourn. And as the slaughter started he only had this to say: "And you are the dead." To Megaman, humanity was already dead. They would always be dead to him. They had made him kill his brother, they had failed to stand against Wily and here, on Sacrosanct, they had failed to stand against Hypatia. The evidence was all there. They fled to the planet and cowered in their hovels. Just like home. All the same, every last one of them. He is Her monster, he is Her Knight. No commander, no, he's not nearly sane enough for that, not nearly directed enough. Megaman is merely a weapon, a creature of terror, given command of a squadron of drones as a cursory gesture but mostly just dropped into knots of resistance groups... and allowed to murder. And yet... Each time he does he whispers, "Fight back, you corpses, you dead, fight back, do better than this..." But they never do. His boots are stained with blood and they never, never do...
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Current location: Sacrosanct
Current Physical Appearance: Megaman now wears a full face mask (much like his brother did, once) and carries a broken, scarred shield... again, his brother's.
Summary: Hypatia didn't have to convert him. She didn't have to reprogram him, she didn't have to do a single thing to make him hers, not on her own.
All she had to do was let him remember home.
He stood before the gathered crowd of humanity as they chanted his name, as they implored him to Kill Protoman! They screamed, but did not move. They would not move. They chanted and they cried and then --
He cannot remember if he was the one who fired the shot, or if it came from elsewhere. It doesn't matter -- in his mind, it was him, in his mind, it was because they made him do it.
He held his brother in his arms, he watched his brother die and listened to humanity ask him why he cried. Why he bothered to mourn.
And as the slaughter started he only had this to say: "And you are the dead."
To Megaman, humanity was already dead. They would always be dead to him. They had made him kill his brother, they had failed to stand against Wily and here, on Sacrosanct, they had failed to stand against Hypatia. The evidence was all there. They fled to the planet and cowered in their hovels. Just like home. All the same, every last one of them.
He is Her monster, he is Her Knight. No commander, no, he's not nearly sane enough for that, not nearly directed enough. Megaman is merely a weapon, a creature of terror, given command of a squadron of drones as a cursory gesture but mostly just dropped into knots of resistance groups... and allowed to murder.
And yet...
Each time he does he whispers, "Fight back, you corpses, you dead, fight back, do better than this..."
But they never do. His boots are stained with blood and they never, never do...