[ So what could Aki be in her memories? An assassin herself? Some black market buyer? Every idea is absurd, but then so is this sword. And maybe Yato doesn't have room to discard weird ideas when his own memories imply a fantasy beyond belief... He munches on a potato wedge thoughtfully.
In the end, it's still a mess of details with insufficient context. Like putting together a jigsaw puzzle with no image on either face. There may be no point in trying to put the pieces together until they know more... ]
I've seen a few more memories since Souji bit me, actually. At first they didn't make sense... but now a picture is starting to come together. The same might happen for you.
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[ So what could Aki be in her memories? An assassin herself? Some black market buyer? Every idea is absurd, but then so is this sword. And maybe Yato doesn't have room to discard weird ideas when his own memories imply a fantasy beyond belief... He munches on a potato wedge thoughtfully.
In the end, it's still a mess of details with insufficient context. Like putting together a jigsaw puzzle with no image on either face. There may be no point in trying to put the pieces together until they know more... ]
I've seen a few more memories since Souji bit me, actually. At first they didn't make sense... but now a picture is starting to come together. The same might happen for you.