The Let's Play Archive

Avalon Code

by Didja Redo

Part 33: She Needs Me


Yumil, what are you doing? She's not cured yet.
Yumil! It's not finished! She's still sick!
I'm not doing it.
Why not?
Because I don't want to. That's why.
Why don't you want to? I thought...don't you like her?
Of course I do. I love her.
Then why? Why won't you help her?
...
I have to take care of her.
But...I don't understand. If she got better, you wouldn't have to.
You don't need to understand. This is my decision. That's all there is to it.
But you came all this way! You can't just leave her like-
Look! Do you realise what I'm doing? Do you realise what you've asked of me? An entire world, on my shoulders! I didn't ask to do it, but I'm doing it! So why can't I do what I like before it's over? Why can't I just have what I want for once? Don't I deserve that?
You're killing her.
No. No I'm not. I didn't make her sick, she just is. It's not up to me to cure her.
She's your friend! You have a responsibility to-
Oh, I have a responsibility, do I? Great. That's great. Because having the book shoved on me wasn't responsibility enough.
It's easy for you, isn't it? You just sit there and tell me what to do. You've got nothing to worry about. You don't have to have to find room to squeeze your life in between being dragged off to the desert and, and getting thrown in prison and fighting wars and god knows what else. Who are you to talk about responsibility?
...
Have you read my page?
What?
I've got a page in the book. Read it. Go on.



"Mieli. One of the four spirits, ruler of the forest. Has the duty of bringing plants, spring, wind-"
Spring.
I'm supposed to bring spring to the world. The season of love and colour and new life. That's what I do. That's what I am. And when do I get to wake up and see it?
What are you-
When it's time for it all to die. That's when. Every time this happens, I give birth to a child knowing all I'll ever see is its rotting corpse.
Don't you ever. EVER. Say it's easy for me. Now you go back up there and cure her or so help me-
YOU'RE NOT MY-!
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You're not my mother.



I don't have to listen to you. Just go. Go back to your book.
I really thought you were better than this. I really, really did.
Just go.