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[Puella Magi Madoka Magica] let reason hold the reins (Kyuubey gen)
Title: let reason hold the reins
Fandom: Puella Magi Madoka Magica
Length: 447 words
Prompt: fic_promptly: Puella Magi Madoka Magica, Kyuubey, "There are 6 billion of you. What's one or two?"
Pairing: Kyuubey gen
Other: n/a
Excerpt: "There are 6 billion of you. What's one or two?" he asks, tilting his head to one side, trying to understand why one life is more important than the entire universe, because as far as he can tell, it's not.
Kyuubey doesn't understand. His consciousness can move from body to body, as easily as a human changes shirts. And even if he were to stop, there are others who will carry on his work in his absence. He will be replaced, no matter what.
And it's the same with humans, even if their goals aren't quite as concrete as his. There are billions of them, more born every day, and they all seem to have individual consciousness, but most of them never do anything productive with their lives. They seek to improve themselves without a care toward a universe slowly running out of energy. They are focused on something as dull and specific as their own body, rather than an understanding of entirety of life. They cannot travel through space, not properly. They believe, the majority of them, that they are alone in this universe, as if evolution only plied its trade on one planet. So short-sighted.
Kyuubey does not care what happens to himself in the long run, but what happens to his species. And he is as benevolent as an emotionless creature can be. His people have familiarized themselves with Earth legends. They will be the fairies humans desire, stepping into the space made for them. Sometimes humans dream of being bigger than themselves, of accomplishing things beyond normalcy. Here, he offers them the opportunity. Little girls have big dreams to encourage.
He explains this to Madoka the best that he can, and notes her emotional, inexplicable response.
"There are 6 billion of you. What's one or two?" he asks, tilting his head to one side, trying to understand why one life is more important than the entire universe, because as far as he can tell, it's not. His people do not understand attachment; their breeding cycles do not involve any kind of bonding ritual, and the offspring is good because it ensures the continuation of the species, not because you have produced it.
She will not be reasonable, so he goes: for now, at least, although he isn't giving up. There will be a time when she will be selfish enough to make the right choice for the universe (and isn't that a fun contradiction? He can, at least, appreciate irony). She will want her wish more than she wants her life, and then he will have her, and the glorious energy from her transformation into a witch.
So, he supposes, he does understand on one level: after all, out of the six billion humans here, Madoka is currently the most important. He suspects, however, that she will tell him again that he doesn't comprehend.
Really, he doesn't want to, so he settles down to wait a while longer.
Fandom: Puella Magi Madoka Magica
Length: 447 words
Prompt: fic_promptly: Puella Magi Madoka Magica, Kyuubey, "There are 6 billion of you. What's one or two?"
Pairing: Kyuubey gen
Other: n/a
Excerpt: "There are 6 billion of you. What's one or two?" he asks, tilting his head to one side, trying to understand why one life is more important than the entire universe, because as far as he can tell, it's not.
Kyuubey doesn't understand. His consciousness can move from body to body, as easily as a human changes shirts. And even if he were to stop, there are others who will carry on his work in his absence. He will be replaced, no matter what.
And it's the same with humans, even if their goals aren't quite as concrete as his. There are billions of them, more born every day, and they all seem to have individual consciousness, but most of them never do anything productive with their lives. They seek to improve themselves without a care toward a universe slowly running out of energy. They are focused on something as dull and specific as their own body, rather than an understanding of entirety of life. They cannot travel through space, not properly. They believe, the majority of them, that they are alone in this universe, as if evolution only plied its trade on one planet. So short-sighted.
Kyuubey does not care what happens to himself in the long run, but what happens to his species. And he is as benevolent as an emotionless creature can be. His people have familiarized themselves with Earth legends. They will be the fairies humans desire, stepping into the space made for them. Sometimes humans dream of being bigger than themselves, of accomplishing things beyond normalcy. Here, he offers them the opportunity. Little girls have big dreams to encourage.
He explains this to Madoka the best that he can, and notes her emotional, inexplicable response.
"There are 6 billion of you. What's one or two?" he asks, tilting his head to one side, trying to understand why one life is more important than the entire universe, because as far as he can tell, it's not. His people do not understand attachment; their breeding cycles do not involve any kind of bonding ritual, and the offspring is good because it ensures the continuation of the species, not because you have produced it.
She will not be reasonable, so he goes: for now, at least, although he isn't giving up. There will be a time when she will be selfish enough to make the right choice for the universe (and isn't that a fun contradiction? He can, at least, appreciate irony). She will want her wish more than she wants her life, and then he will have her, and the glorious energy from her transformation into a witch.
So, he supposes, he does understand on one level: after all, out of the six billion humans here, Madoka is currently the most important. He suspects, however, that she will tell him again that he doesn't comprehend.
Really, he doesn't want to, so he settles down to wait a while longer.