[Network] "Victory"

[undyingcrow]

To whom it may concern, my Ren and I have completed our duel.

Though the battle was arduous and presented many challenges, I won where it matters most.

Remove Personas from the equation, and my alluring qualities were far too much to resist. I came out of that fight with more than I anticipated, turning the tables effortlessly after withstanding Ren's most powerful Personas.

Sometimes, it is the aftermath of the initial battle that determines one's true strength. There are many ways toward victory.

I've permanently etched myself into his heart and mind. Funny, when he's the one so famous for stealing hearts.

[Those fluent in Akechese may be able to pick up that he didn't win the actual fight, but shh.

He's not just going to say that.]

(no subject)

[shakenit]

a. Shibuya

Sumire's been meaning to expand her wardrobe for a while now, both here and at home. Kasumi chose everything for the both of them, so she only has the vaguest idea of what she's doing.

But! She has a - a date sometime soon! With a cute girl! So surely that means she needs to be able to dress to impress.

She's wandering around various clothing stores, occasionally consulting a packet of paper with labeled illustrations of various cuts of clothing. Sharp eyes might recognise the handwriting as Ann's, but the artwork decidedly is not. Even with that guidance, though, she... could use some help.

b. Tartarus

If Sumire's going to be any kind of use in Midnight-san's Palace, she needs some practice, and it's far better to get that practice with other people than to try to go into a cognitive space alone. Since there are regular Tartarus runs, she's opting to get in on one of those.

Even if the Dark Hour setting in and the high school exploding upward into a giant tower is... kind of alarming.

In proper Phantom Thief tradition, her outfit does change when she steps into the tower, but if anyone was expecting her to match the Violet they know, they're in for a shock. She's still wearing a leotard and long boots, but the leotard and its bolero jacket are a deep greenish-black, and the boots, more obviously green, have a faint snakeskin pattern. Sumire's gloves are blue-violet, and her hair pulls itself back into a bun, emerald-studded pins holding it in place.

She may be new to Persona combat, but she's ready to give it a go.

So about Morning... [OPEN TO ALL, locked from morning]

[takutomaruki]

Alright, let’s address the elephant in the room. About Akira Maruki who goes by the codename- Morning.

Yes, I’m Morning’s biological father. In another world.

We took a paternity test, and I’ve pinned the results to the conspiracy board for anyone who wants to cross-reference them. If that’s still not enough to convince you, I’m open to being proven wrong—scientifically, of course. Because let’s be honest, the idea of suddenly being a father to someone I only knew as a fellow student or a close confidant? That’s… borderline ridiculous I will be honest.

But that’s not all there is to it.

There’s actualization involved. I can sense it. Reality has been tampered with—most likely by the version of me from Morning’s world. I’m still trying to grasp the full extent of what’s happened, but until then…

Please be kind to him. Help him heal. Be his friend. If you’d like to reach out, I can extend his number to you.

And one last thing—don’t treat him like Midnight. Don’t treat any of them harshly.

No one deserves that.

P.S. If your mom’s birth name is Karin Ikeda, please… for the sake of my remaining sanity, get a paternity test. Please. Before I get more gray hairs.