He is. He is very tired. A part of him does only wish for things to finally end. But if his brother thinks that the exhaustion will make him give up, concede his defeat... No. Never. He will be free. He will be.
Again there is a strangeness to Ardyn's expression, as though he has to reprogram his features... and then he smirks again, the previous rage seemingly banked.
"No. You should have tried the Scourge for yourself, Somnus. Two thousand years of it. You would find it is quite... invigorating."
... After all, what else was left for Ardyn? What else was he supposed to hold on to to keep even some shreds of sanity, enough to play along with Bahamut's plan instead of letting himself be completely devoured by fury and despair, becoming a mindless lord of daemons? In its way the Scourge is both his blessing and his curse, a poison that keeps him alive.
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Again there is a strangeness to Ardyn's expression, as though he has to reprogram his features... and then he smirks again, the previous rage seemingly banked.
"No. You should have tried the Scourge for yourself, Somnus. Two thousand years of it. You would find it is quite... invigorating."
... After all, what else was left for Ardyn? What else was he supposed to hold on to to keep even some shreds of sanity, enough to play along with Bahamut's plan instead of letting himself be completely devoured by fury and despair, becoming a mindless lord of daemons? In its way the Scourge is both his blessing and his curse, a poison that keeps him alive.