{Alright, so I’ve finished the new blog as much as I can for the time being, so its functional. You’ll be able to find me here for the rest of my time using this muse.}

{So uh... if anyone is still wanting to interact with Magatsu, you can find me at the new blog. This’ll be an archive for the posts I don’t want to lose because he’s gone through a few bouts of character development on here;}

{… ….?}

{Uh, hey… been a while since I’ve been active, so I apologize for that. Lost his muse for a bit and got distracted with life & my personal blog. But to try and get the muse flowing again, I’m probably just going to remake this entire… characterization and blog for this giant thing. So uh. yeah, I’m just posting this here so ya’ll know that I’m not.. dead. And I’ll hop back off to go actually make his new blog, this’ll just end up being an archive. Since I don’t want to delete it.}

{I guess if you want the new link when its done just let me know, I’ll end up reblogging this with the new blog once its done and ready for the public.}

{So yeah}

{... ....?}

{Uh, hey... been a while since I’ve been active, so I apologize for that. Lost his muse for a bit and got distracted with life & my personal blog. But to try and get the muse flowing again, I’m probably just going to remake this entire... characterization and blog for this giant thing. So uh. yeah, I’m just posting this here so ya’ll know that I’m not.. dead. And I’ll hop back off to go actually make his new blog, this’ll just end up being an archive. Since I don’t want to delete it.}

{I guess if you want the new link when its done just let me know, I’ll end up reblogging this with the new blog once its done and ready for the public.}

{So yeah}

Hiatus

{I haven’t been feeling his muse the past couple of days, So he’s going to be taking a little rest.

That’s exactly the tone he was hoping wouldn’t be used. As gingerly as the Persona could, he moved away from the shadow, only to promptly hide behind a piece of torn up asphalt. Barely peering around it.

“... Because what if something happens and I can’t do either?”

the-hunger-magatsu replied to your post:{this is why he needs a leash} In hindsight,…

“… I raced shadows to see how fast I could go…” The only expression he had could be described as a dog who knew they’ve done something bad. Complete with a quiet uncertain noise on whether or not he was about to get in trouble.

Oooh he is in trouble alright. Taking a few moments to calm down, with a persona right on top of him; it was quite clear he was seething considering the amount of ‘pressure’ he was having on his chest and emitting from just trying to suppress. It did not work. 

“…..You…were…racing…Shadows…why?….why couldn’t you just fly or hover? It’s not like you running would be any kind of benefit.” 

There was an inquisitive sound from his throat at her words, just barely able to prevent the sigh from leaving as he moved to walk closer, ignoring the clicking of the blades on his feet against concrete. Crouching just enough to look them in the eye, Magatsu laughed.

“You haven’t fought anything like me.“ He stated, moving the mask up slightly to flash his teeth before he turned away. the click of metal signalling it being put back in its place. Peering over his shoulder, golden eyes almost seemed to take on a momentary red glow,

“They’re driven with orders, commands from their users, their bond mates. No incentive to survive. To be free.“ Magatsu said slowly, purposefully drawing out his words in an almost mocking tone. “I ain’t like them. I dont need them like they do. I’m free.”

       Watching as he went for his sword  she immediately went for her evoker and had it in her hand before noticing he wasn’t armed. “Had we been in the TV world I would have sent my Maga-nagi on you to show you that I’m not kidding. He’s a brat who doesn’t listen to me all the time but … in battle he will. 

        “Seriously though if you tried to attack me and I didn’t have my evoker… let’s just say that if I can hog tie Narukami’s shadow in his Isanagi-no-Okami form, just by fighting him without a persona, imagine what I can do to you. That being said, if I really wanted to attack, I would have done so. I don’t need a persona as my abilities are natural, Maga-nagi.” if he asked why she called him by a nickname her own Magatsu Izanagi deemed ridiculous, she’d mention that Japanese was her 5th language and Magatsu Izanagi was really difficult for her to say. Proof being how she said Izanagi’s name with an “s” sound rather than a “z”.

Of course to answer the others questions, he simply butted his head quietly against his shoulder. grip on the shirt tightening at the contact to his spine before a quiet droning of cicada floated from him, eyes closing after a moment with a muttered comment about owning some sort of tortoise and naming it Tore Toss.

After a moment, he adjusted, pulling a hand away to bring his jacket closer to himself. acting as a makeshift blanket.

“….Hmmm..Fine…if it makes you feel better you’re older than five months adding a half..” To be fairly honest he was somewhat surprised to feel the kid persona against his chest was clinging to him…alike a child clutching his parent for comfort. 

“….. You okay?” he couldn’t help but voice his concern over the questionably quiet state of Magatsu who …seemed to lost most of his hostilities. “…Or you’re just tired?” Kids…were supposed to act like this right? Stroking the length of the tiny persona’s spin he kept walking just taking care of him like he was one of his own kids.. 

Ah, so they could fly. He’d noticed the wings before, but hadn’t paid much attention to them, thought they were simply something flashy the detective used to keep shadows away from them. As she asked about who he was bound to, Magatsu hesitated, shrugging his shoulders slowly before he decided to clarify his reaction. He wasn’t sure if she knew about Adachi in this timeline or not. 

Eh, not sure anymore. Been wandering around here in the dead of night -I think, looking’ for ‘em, but I’m fairly certain that by now they’re dead and the only thing keeping me here is this thick as hell fog.” Magatsu motioned to the area around them with his hand, nodding slightly with a glance down to his other hand, moving his fingers experimentally before nodding to himself.

“Lead the way then, I’ll keep a watch back here just to make sure nothing tries to sneak up.” Magatsu stated, stepping back slightly to let the detective move, figuring she wouldn’t be comfortable enough to lead him towards her home. (honestly he wouldn’t blame her, he hadn’t exactly acted polite the past few minutes.)

Naoto pulled her hat down, a little habit that she had when she was unsure of herself. The fact that the other had something in addition to his name besides Izanagi still puzzled her. But she never saw Izanagi’s blade disperse like that and she stood there a bit awestruck. Though talking about senpai with so much distaste in his voice also was puzzling, she tilted her head to the side slightly.

“So if you are not senpai’s Persona who’s are you? I know you aren’t any of my friends and they are the only other Persona Users I am aware of.”

She replied, and opened her wings and flew up, hovering at about eye level with the other. She forgot how big Personas could be since Sukuan-Hikona was around her size. She scanned the area and so far no Shadows have appeared which was a relief since she didn’t want to fight when she wasn’t forced to. It was a waste of energy and a risk to her safety.

“The same in my case, the only other friendly company I’ve had in this fog is Sukuna-Hikona. But the places that seem to be safe are Junes and my house. The Shadows seems to avoid those areas. But I won’t hurt you either, my word as a detective. I can explain what the situation is with this fog… and the changes I’ve gone through if you are interested when we are safe.”

“I’m older than five months old you crap” He grumbled, pouting behind the mask before slightly tilting his head up, barely hearing the mumbles. A noise of confusion leaving his throat before he was moved.

Okay he was going to protest upon being moved against the shadows chest but this was weirdly comfortable. Give him a movement to just squirm a bit to turn around and... there we go, He’s calmly latched onto the front of the Shadow’s shirt like a baby koala, even being careful of his claws.

“No shit it did.” he frowned at the guns and had thought about giving Magatsu a piggy back ride but …he really didn’t want to risk his neck being pierced. 

“I mean to say you can’t be seven, given what that greyface had said. …I like to think you’re a bit more whinny than a seven year old..you’re more like less than a five months.” another sigh… ugh… why is it he had this weird feeling? “If you’re gonna be a one year old might as well treat you one.” he muttered to himself and started holding Magatsu close to his chest but being extra care about the other’s pesky’s claws around his throat.

“What I mean, is that you got my name half right. You forgot the first part of it.” He did a small circle in the air with a clawed finger, shrugging shortly after as the blade resting against his shoulder slowly dispersed, almost appearing to melt as he adjusted his stance. 

“I am not your ‘senpais’ little dancing monkey, nor will I ever be. I am unfortunate enough to know who you’re referring to, both by name and the one you keep thinking I’m bound to.“ Magatsu stated, glancing around the area before shaking his head. He wouldn’t be able to detect shadows coming close, the fog was starting to mess with his sensors.

“Tell you what, since you’re the only thing I’ve met with even a bit of intelligence that doesn’t try to gnaw my arm off, or want to make sure I’m little crumbled bits of persona dust, I won’t try and stab you in the back, Persona’s word. But I’m pretty sure we shouldn’t just be standing around here talking with shadows lurking about. The fog is screwin’ with my sensors again., and I’ll answer whatever questions you have to throw at me.”

Yes he even placed a hand over his heart to try and show his sincerity. He found it absolutely humiliating.

“What do you mean?”

Naoto asked as her wings just rested behind her, a little bit relaxed. However, not to the point where she couldn’t make a split second decision to escape. With how close she was to the Persona, she could tell that it didn’t look like the one that you knew. The shape still seemed to be the same, but the coloring and details was when the two seemed to be very different. She never remembered her senpai having a Persona like this, or it even getting mentioned at all. 

“Are you a new persona senpai got?”

She asked honestly, trying to figure out where this Persona came from. She knew that Izanagi was his Persona and no one else’s and as far as she knew Personas cannot be shared. Especially since all of theirs except for senpai’s came from their own personal Shadows. 

{The child M!A has ended officially 4 minutes ago, anything spawned during interactions with a tiny magatsu will continue until an ending is found (is this making any sense?) All interactions from now will be with him back to normal.}

After a few moments, Magatsu simply pulled his hand back to his chest, feeling the sleeve fall over his arm again with an innocent look.

“What hurt?” God damn child thinking he can get away with things because he’s tiny.

“Oi, what is that supposed to mean?” There is a tiny part of himself that takes offense to the shadows words.

“Oww! Hey that really hurt!” he grimaced as pain as the persona dug his nails into his hands. Instead of shadow goo or black; a trail of thin red blood ooze from the cuts. As much he really wanted to throw Magatsu on the ground to nurse his hand. 

“Well…they are giving too much of a credit to begin with..” yes he is still holding onto Magatsu even with pain coming from his hands. 

Inaba had really gotten bad since the last time he’d seen it, even then only rarely seeing glimpses through screens of the televisions. Even to him, the fog was starting to get hard to see through, and with the ever approaching shadows, Magatsu could only laugh and ignore the sting in his shoulders and cracking mask. It would repair itself after a few minutes, just s the fabric of his jacket would, even the blade of his sword would piece itself together. It was one good thing for being a persona he supposed.

Of course, the last thing he expected was to feel something approaching, not quite a shadow, but it didn’t seem... completely human with the energy it was giving off. Running a hand over his now fixed mask, Magatsu readied his weapon, spinning slightly as a voice reach him.

For a moment, Magatsu didn’t know how to react, having to force himself to keep from lashing out as the person stepped into his line of sight. Great, they definitely weren’t the person he was looking for. Though with his luck, they had already met a terrible fate and the fog was the only thing keeping him in that plane of existence. As Naoto spoke again, Magatsu couldn’t help but grin behind the mask. Swinging his blade to rest it on his shoulder before he spoke.

“Close, you’re missing the first part of my name, but otherwise you’re right on the money.”

the-hunger-magatsu appeared through the fog;; 

Naoto saw something in the distance, the outline reminded her of her senpai’s Persona. She knew that could mean one thing, that her senpai broke free of Izanami’s control. But… it could be a trap, to get to her. She glanced over her shoulder and saw that the Shadows that she was hiding from earlier have left. She honestly didn’t know what would be the smart move to do right now. So she decided to risk it, and dashed over to where the shape was, her wings out and ready retreat if it’s a trap.

“Izanagi! Is senpa-”

Naoto trailed off as what she thought was Izanagi came into view. She slowed down when the details came into view and she realized that wasn’t the Izanagi you knew.

“Izanagi?”

The defensive stance remained, arms crossing over his chest as the girl, Aramia, continued to talk. Her words only bringing a snort from the persona.

“As far as I am aware, I am the only ‘maga-nagi,’ “ He formed air quotes, “In any timeline so far explored, this is no different.” Magatsu said simply, though the further narrowing of his eyes was the only sort of evidence of his bared teeth behind the mask.

“One does not ‘own’ a persona, your words mean nothing. To drop your guard in a hostile situation is foolish.” He growled, instinctively moving to grab his sword, though remembered after a moment that he’d since dismissed it.

         “Eh? Whoa!  Hey, I’m not gonna do anything! I’m just persona wielder is all, no need to get defensive, I’m not gonna attack you or anything you know! Sheesh… are all Maga-nagi’s that aren’t mine, like this?” don’t make her go into detail because she will  go fusion nerd and start detailing how hard it was to get her own Magatsu Izanagi. “Erm, my name is Aramia, you can call me Mia for short if you prefer.”

The voice barely registered, someone was talking to him? Golden eyes turned towards the origin of the voice, only seeing a girl he wasn’t exactly familiar with. Blinking slowly at the question, Magatsu straightened his stance.

“You can see, and hear me?” He asked, almost in disbelief before finally narrowing his eyes, stance adjusting to a more defensive gesture.

“Who are you?”

         She’d wanted the steak croquettes for the longest time but she hadn’t had the chance to come since she had graduated from the school and had been busy with reaper duties. Rarely was there a job in Inaba and rarely did she have time on a day off, this was one of the times that she had free time on a day off. Happily enjoying her steak croquette while walking down the shopping district. As she walked, she soon noticed a strangely familiar streak of red and decided to follow it. when she caught up to it, she was stunned at what she saw. “Eh…? Maga-nagi?” The name she called out was the nickname she gave her own Magastu Izanagi due to the fact that it was very difficult for her to say the full name. “How are you in the human world without being summoned?”

No, he cannot make a high pitched sound, that would ruin his intimidating appearance. He really needs to suppress the urge to just take this shadow home, he isn’t even sure if the shadow could go outside of the TV world, but if he could materialize there, why couldn’t they? He paused as Tochi asked about the ‘magic’ having to blink a few times to process the comment before shaking his head slowly. 

“Not exactly, no.” He said, trying to think of a way to explain it. “It’s not exactly magic. Its just something it does. But magic... I’m not sure what you’re counting as magic, but probably not. But Yes, its a ‘fighting thing’” He clarified, figuring it would be easier to use terms that the shadow had already established an understanding of.

Okay that was really adorable, he needs to get a grip on himself. This shadow is too innocent for its own good.

Its illegal.

“Well, then if you’re not sure what ind of shadow you are, do you at least know what element you are? since I’ve observed the shadows around here have varying elements.” Magatsu asked, absentmindedly remembering the wind shadow that had caused the tear in fabric. It had been much worse before he’d found the area with the other electric shadows. So thankfully the fabric has restitched itself quite a bit, the sleeve was no longer in two separate pieces, that's for sure.

The tiny shadow jump slightly when it was being pick up like a child. The eleven inch tall shadow look up at Magatus as he sat Tochi on the other’s knee. He look kind of scary now that he got a better look at him. But he doesn’t like he’ll hurt the tiny shadow. Tochi smile under it’s pierrot mask. This red guy seem really friendly for something that isn’t a shadow or a human. Tochi wonder why he could be.

The pierrot just sat there with it legs cross over. he listen as the other explain how the sleeve can fix itself. “Really?” He said as Tochi sounded excited. That sounded amazing to him since he seems to be the only shadow who knew how to do magic trick like he could do. Of course skills like zio didn’t count since everyone can do it. Well, Tochi wasn’t sure if he could do something like that. But he wasn’t a fighter like most shadows. Or maybe he just didn’t want to fight. “You can also do magic too? But you don’t look like a Pierrot like me. Or is that fighting thing?” He asked.

“What kind of shadow?”

Just what kind of shadow is he? He thought he was like everyone else in the TV world. Was he really that different? He cup his claw like hand under his chin and started to think. What kind of shadow is he? Hmm…

“I don’t know how to fight if that’s the kind of shadow you’re talking about. To be honest, I don’t know much about myself. Other then my name, what I am and what I am good at, I don’t remember anything else about myself. I don’t even know much about shadows. I just know all shadows have glowing gold eyes like I do.”

The Last Day :OPEN:

He’d been keeping track of the days that passed, dreading the time he had already spent being so... small, claws curled against his palms as he stared out the window, pupils narrowed in annoyance before the small persona smacked his face against the glass. Staying inside all the time had done nothing to help his condition. Nor his boredom that seemed endless at the current moment.

Forcing himself to move Magatsu simply hauled himself onto the small space of the windowsill, and phased through the glass, nails digging into the side of the building to slow his descent to the ground. Once he felt himself touch the ground, Magatsu started off in the direction of Junes, having to go off of memory rather than sight.

Occasionally, he would pause and stand in the road, curious to see if the cars passing through him would cause any sort of injury, though like any other object, they simply passed right through without any issue. He had then taken to weaving between people, wanting to see if they could at least pick up on him watching and moving past, and with his smaller size, it wasn’t a hard for him to move, the only trouble was not falling over his own feet from the weight of his jacket. As well as trying not to trip over his sleeves.

Magatsu’s little experiment had ended with the Persona sitting against the side of one of the stores in the shopping district, he wasn’t sure which. It honestly didn’t matter to him either. All he cared about was finding a way to stave off the boredom that crept along his mind like a sickness.

Sadly it seemed that the shadow’s little ailment had also messed with his energy, one moment he could have the energy to run laps around Inaba with some energy to spare, the next moment he wanted nothing more than to be carried and to just sleep.

It was safe to say he was waiting for the ailment to fade so he could go back to being normal... or, as normal as he could get anyway.

{rubykyokorose liked for a very late starter

With his back to the street, Magatsu stared into the window of the shop, watching the interactions of the people within before they had quickly lost his interest, attention changing to the conversations going on around him by the occasional group of friends. Even as they walked through him, unaware of his presence in the small town.

Restraining a sigh, the persona tucked clawed hands into unseen pockets of his coat, hunching over slightly to pop the bones in his back with a satisfying crack.

For the moment, his attention was elsewhere, ignoring the passing civilians whether they could see him or not.