"Now you've just got me intrigued," he admits, "but I won't pry." There must be some reason Angeal isn't telling him, which is fine. Ardyn knows he existed in that other reality, apparently, but figures there's also a reason for his seeming lapse in memory. It's probably for the best. Besides, he does like getting to hear anecdotes about 'his' time there.
The counterpoint Angeal raises is a fair one. If he really wanted to depress, Ardyn would say he also knows leaving his mark on the word was futile. Not just because Bahamut said so, but because he's lived through doing everything he could only to be purposefully expunged from people's minds for centuries. He couldn't make a difference or be remembered as a good man; now, his only legacy would instead be the monster he was twisted into. That's all he'll ever be to most anymore in terms of any lasting impressions.
So, he doesn't have that hope of seeing tomorrow. He doesn't want it. The sooner he ends and people forget him again, the better. He knows this.
He knows.
"Flowers wilt," he says, instead, "and people pass on. Forget. Eventually, our changes won't mean anything so why change anything at all?" Good ol' nihilism.
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The counterpoint Angeal raises is a fair one. If he really wanted to depress, Ardyn would say he also knows leaving his mark on the word was futile. Not just because Bahamut said so, but because he's lived through doing everything he could only to be purposefully expunged from people's minds for centuries. He couldn't make a difference or be remembered as a good man; now, his only legacy would instead be the monster he was twisted into. That's all he'll ever be to most anymore in terms of any lasting impressions.
So, he doesn't have that hope of seeing tomorrow. He doesn't want it. The sooner he ends and people forget him again, the better. He knows this.
He knows.
"Flowers wilt," he says, instead, "and people pass on. Forget. Eventually, our changes won't mean anything so why change anything at all?" Good ol' nihilism.