[ Back home there aren't a lot of others like him - a child displaced by time, someone with creepy abilities who couldn't even bring his own sister back to life but could summon ghosts, skeletons and even zombies. Who's been turned into a plant twice by cross gods.
Never feeling like he had a place to belong, that no one wanted him around. That they whispered horrible things behind his back. Believing that everyone feared him -- feared what he could do.
And there are parts that scare even him. How he turned a regular guy into first a ghost and then damned him to the Underworld just because Nico had gotten so angry. He hadn't even known he'd done it but had to be told. It frightens him to know that he'd lost control of his emotions to the point where someone died at his hands and he can't remember any of it. That in that moment he had also inflicted every horrible moment of his life on his allies in the process.
Nico doesn't know how anyone could experience that yet still accept him and not be afraid of him - it's just baffling. They could have let him become a shadow but they hadn't, instead they'd saved him.
The wars he's been through... those are something he can share with others along with some of his experiences. Nico hadn't been alone in that. Hadn't been the only teen to risk his life for the sake of a world who'd never know what they truly did to save them.
As Sasuke talks, Nico is listening quietly. It's something he's heard before from others but no one has said it as if they know what it actually feels like. In a way, not having someone just trying to placate him with nice words is a comfort. To know that sometimes it never stops hurting. ]
I did believe that for a long time. Pushed away everyone and felt like I didn't belong anywhere so I wasn't really anywhere. Then I found a half-sister I didn't know about and she needed me sometimes but Hazel's strong, she found others to fit in with and I felt... out of place in the group.
[ His gaze goes up towards the sky, as close to the sun as he dares to look. ]
Some people saw the worst sides of me and I thought they'd hate me or be digusted or even afraid but they didn't. They just accepted it all. But they had other things they needed to do, people to lead and places to be so it didn't seem as if I'd fit in still.
[ Nico's face softens into something that could almost be called fondness if one knows what to look for. ]
In the end it took a blond, stubborn idiot who wouldn't leave me alone to get me to stick around in one place. To give me somewhere I wanted to be.
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Never feeling like he had a place to belong, that no one wanted him around. That they whispered horrible things behind his back. Believing that everyone feared him -- feared what he could do.
And there are parts that scare even him. How he turned a regular guy into first a ghost and then damned him to the Underworld just because Nico had gotten so angry. He hadn't even known he'd done it but had to be told. It frightens him to know that he'd lost control of his emotions to the point where someone died at his hands and he can't remember any of it. That in that moment he had also inflicted every horrible moment of his life on his allies in the process.
Nico doesn't know how anyone could experience that yet still accept him and not be afraid of him - it's just baffling. They could have let him become a shadow but they hadn't, instead they'd saved him.
The wars he's been through... those are something he can share with others along with some of his experiences. Nico hadn't been alone in that. Hadn't been the only teen to risk his life for the sake of a world who'd never know what they truly did to save them.
As Sasuke talks, Nico is listening quietly. It's something he's heard before from others but no one has said it as if they know what it actually feels like. In a way, not having someone just trying to placate him with nice words is a comfort. To know that sometimes it never stops hurting. ]
I did believe that for a long time. Pushed away everyone and felt like I didn't belong anywhere so I wasn't really anywhere. Then I found a half-sister I didn't know about and she needed me sometimes but Hazel's strong, she found others to fit in with and I felt... out of place in the group.
[ His gaze goes up towards the sky, as close to the sun as he dares to look. ]
Some people saw the worst sides of me and I thought they'd hate me or be digusted or even afraid but they didn't. They just accepted it all. But they had other things they needed to do, people to lead and places to be so it didn't seem as if I'd fit in still.
[ Nico's face softens into something that could almost be called fondness if one knows what to look for. ]
In the end it took a blond, stubborn idiot who wouldn't leave me alone to get me to stick around in one place. To give me somewhere I wanted to be.