In this illusion

A chance to return...

[A pause, along with the sound of water rushing behind him. Vincent has been coming to the Battle Dome ever since that announcement to go to the simulation of the place he wants to truly return to.]

I cannot help but still wonder what price will be paid for such a chance... and whether it's worth the potential risk.

[Not to himself, of course, but to the people and worlds involved.]

I suppose only time will tell for certain.

[Vincent is off in a forested area not far from town. He's seated under a tree, thinking and watching leaves fall.]

Yet another alternate reality... but something about this was different from others. As if we were living out a set story, each time...

[It's not as if they have the exact same fairytales on his world, after all, but there had been a strange way to how the week's events had unfolded that it was noticeable. He wonders about it, vaguely, and about the parallel to the one he'd lived through and how it fit into his own background. There's also plenty of other things on his mind, the typical human vs monster divide, and the love issues... but he won't bring any of those up on here.]

[He takes a red leaf in hand as it falls and stares at it.]

...the time of year... it's close. Perhaps it's best if I spend it away.

[While he's spent the past few years keeping out of village conflicts and issues entirely, this is a rare time that Vincent is stirred to action. These monsters sound like serious business. Besides, he hasn't slept in days thanks to the nightmares, and needs some kind of an outlet. The demons are all too close to the surface... but that's entirely the point. Better he lets them out on the monsters than on the people he cares for the most.]

There is no choice. I know it's been a long while since I've engaged in battle... but I will join in the fight against this threat.

[He's off to shoot beasties... and during the fighting he'll become a beast himself. They're even less controlled than his counterpart's, so if you're encountering him mid-battle, there is a danger of him accidentally turning on you. He's trying his best to stay alone and keep away from any groups of villagers for this reason, but... well... mistakes happen. If he's encountered early on, he'll start as Galian Beast, but if it's a later time, he'll turn into progressively stronger ones, concluding the beastie invasion as Chaos.]

'Destiny of destruction.' Hmmph... Perhaps there's little sense holding concern over what may not come to pass.

I wonder all the same whether it would ever be worth returning home, even... if I had the choice.

[As Vincent tosses the book aside, the image picked up is that of the basement of the Shinra Mansion. Vincent himself can be seen standing in the middle of the room, looking worn out. He's at the Battle Dome mostly because he's in a mindset to revisit the familiar... but also to let off the last of the post-draft monster restlessness. As he's been doing most days since they'd returned. It's more difficult with the monsters' quick-healing not working, but he's managing.]

[Suddenly there's some motion off to the side- a couple of bats which Vincent shoots down quickly. The image shakes some. A much larger, more bizarre creature soon appears, and Vincent springs into action at once. He transforms in an instant, turning into the form of Galian Beast and attacking before the image finally cuts out.]

[Vincent mutters something quietly, but it can still be made out if you listen closely:]

Soul wrought of Terra corrupt... Omega's squire to the lofty heavens...

[There's a pause and he speaks normally after that..]

To be told that fate is set in stone... is something I cannot accept.

I wonder what purpose the Malnosso had in giving us these items from home...?

...I must rest.

[A tense and weary Vincent wanders through town with his gun drawn as if he's expecting a threat to approach at any second. He's heading toward his building, but he can be bothered at any point along the way.]

I feel there's something of significance that I'm forgetting...

[With that said, Vincent takes off to sit under a tree by the larger lake and quietly Brood think. He feels in a more pensive state than usual, if that's even possible.]

...'bishounen'? That word, yet again...

[He doesn't have to know what it actually means to dislike it. Overall, Vincent sounds utterly appalled.]

I would never commit these indecent acts with allies or enemies. Although it's apparent by now that this is merely... another experiment. Another curse to be endured.

[Yep... Guess who has a journal full of 4chan and is noticing the disturbing fact that he's gotten paired with EVERYONE imaginable from his world? XD]

Another experiment, concluded... and another profession I cannot return to.

My.... apologies... to those I encountered last week.