Guilt, shame, and regret. It seeped deep into his bones. How every ounce of his body ached with the mistakes of his past. Abandoning his wife and children, forgoing his duty as a samurai, cutting down his own flesh and blood, what did it all earn him in the end?
Why was he ever born...
Yet, in all his wallowing- In these last moments of his living consciousness, there is one choice. Perhaps accepting this fate may have been a regret, but meeting him. A man so like minded in his time of turmoil. The only one to truly extend his hand to a man so lost in his self loathing, masquerading as hatred for another. One who simply allowed him to forget that bitter disgust building inside him. Initially at least, their bond was simply forged out of their own interests. Power above all else prevailed. But, in time, no... It became more than just beneficial.
The relished in unwavering and consistent company with one another. An unchanging aspect so fundamental even as the world around them rapidly evolved. As demons below them came and went in death and disgrace. They remained in place, unlovable hand in unlovable hand.
Even in this last grasp, he can feel the demon king run through his mind- To find where it truly went wrong.
If I have any regrets... My master, meeting you... Was not one....
And in the midst of his wandering, Muzan feels their connection severed like an arrow through the heart, like the end of one thousand years. Like it was a death of his own. It felt like an impossibility, that out of all of them, out of anything, that Kokushibo had fallen.
Yet, try as he may to reach out through their shared bond, the silence that greeted him was a testament of the truth.
Muzan combs through their shared memories. Each moment that once brought him comfort felt like a knife through his chest, like a cut to his flesh. Muzan holds the crumbling memory with shaking hands, watching it slip from his fingers like sand. And holds it close to his chest, in one final act of desperation.
You fool... You alone made this miserable existence worth living, how dare you ask that? Of what value is this wretched world without you in it?
But now he had gone somewhere Muzan could not follow. And even with all of the power in this world at his hands, all he could do was plead. Plead and hold onto his quickly fading consciousness.
You who are the one thing in this world I have ever loved, You who are my only light. I love you. I love you. Please...
But, there was no one left to hear.
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Shout out to the ten year old who just got diagnosed. Shout out to the housebound fourteen year old. Shout out to the eighteen year old who can鈥檛 go to the university they wanted. Shout out to the twenty two year old who can鈥檛 get a job. Shout out to the twenty six year old with a caretaker. Shout out to the thirty year old who can鈥檛 buy their own house.
Shout out to young disabled people. We exist.
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I think the reason a lot of leftists struggle with disability justice is that they haven't moved past the concept that discrimination isn't bad because it's objectively "wrong." yes, sexists are objectively wrong when they try to claim women are dumber than men. yes, antisemites are objectively wrong that jewish people are inherently greedy and run the state. yes, racists are wrong when they try to claim that white people are the superior race. and so on.
but then with disabled people, there are a lot of objective truths to the discrimination we face. people with IDs/LDs do fall behind and struggle with certain concepts. physically disabled people are often weaker and less capable of performing demanding tasks than able bodied people. many of us with mental illnesses are more reckless and less responsible. a lot of us are dependent on others and do not contribute much "worth".
and guess what? disabled people still deserve a place in the world. disabled people still deserve the supports they need. because they are people, and that should be enough to support them and believe they deserve a place at the table.
if your only rebuttal against discrimination is its objective inaccuracies, you are meeting bigots where they are at. you are validating the very concept that if and when people are truly incapable of being equal to the majority, that means they are worth less. this causes some leftists to then try to deny the objective realities of disabled people and/or become ableist themselves.
your rallying behind marginalized groups should start and end with the fact that people are completely worthy of life and equity, because they are fellow human beings and that should, frankly, be enough.
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