The Shadow continually reforms himself, attacking with the strongest attacks Souji's Personas have at their disposal, but somehow he gets the arcanas and the attacks more and more mixed up, unable to keep them straight any longer. Everything seems to blur together for him, fragmenting and then melting, colors and forms and names made meaningless.
Panta Rhei, Ragnarok, Die For Me, Black Viper, Hassou Tobi, Pralaya, Thunder Reign, Vorpal Blade, Samsara, Morning Star, Salvation, Salvation, Salvation. Then start over, shuffle the order, try to remember their names and their elements.
How does he do it?
Finally he finds himself emerging from the darkness of his hole unable to hold onto any particular form. He shifts without having to retreat first, unable to control it any longer. Personas he hadn't even stolen start to emerge: one of Metatron's wings and one of Sraosha's, Cybele's horns, Lamia's tale, Norn's clock face and Fortuna's wheel. Rangda's claws. Barong's fangs. On one side, a white and black arm emerges hold Nebiros's marionette. On the other, Alice's face peeks through, pouting. Seth, Makami, Tam Lin, Asura, Mara, Ara Mitama.
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Panta Rhei, Ragnarok, Die For Me, Black Viper, Hassou Tobi, Pralaya, Thunder Reign, Vorpal Blade, Samsara, Morning Star, Salvation, Salvation, Salvation. Then start over, shuffle the order, try to remember their names and their elements.
How does he do it?
Finally he finds himself emerging from the darkness of his hole unable to hold onto any particular form. He shifts without having to retreat first, unable to control it any longer. Personas he hadn't even stolen start to emerge: one of Metatron's wings and one of Sraosha's, Cybele's horns, Lamia's tale, Norn's clock face and Fortuna's wheel. Rangda's claws. Barong's fangs. On one side, a white and black arm emerges hold Nebiros's marionette. On the other, Alice's face peeks through, pouting. Seth, Makami, Tam Lin, Asura, Mara, Ara Mitama.
Izanagi.
What is he what is he who is he.