[His blue eyes light up with inner flames and he swallows back the rage and irritation at all of it. What did it matter? Another world, fake, real, come what may, it wasn't like it being real meant they could fix it. At least so long as it was just illusions and stupid pointless shit he could keep trying to keep everyone's spirits up. What could he say if it was "real" though? "Don't be afraid, it's just another version of this world where your friends wound up like we did, except they're even more screwed than us, oh yeah, and all died even more horrifically than we well." Not so much.
Still. He cares about Japan. And what Japan thinks and has to say about it. And that gives him a stepping stone. However small.]
October 3rd; action
Still. He cares about Japan. And what Japan thinks and has to say about it. And that gives him a stepping stone. However small.]
Go on.