kanji dungeon concept 3/3
After that, his shadow cruelly and very flamboyantly decimated him, dragging out all of his insecurities in front of his friends. "You're me, you're me!" He begged, trying to get his shadow to stop. Every time the shadow said something he'd grow bigger, and hotter. His shadow just shook his head and kept going, out for blood. At some point his shadow got so poisonous, Kanji just quiet and shook his head, defeated. The Skull Cap King's hair grew down to his ass. HIs clothes got more revealing.
"Do your friends know you try to stay out of the sun to not get darker?"
"That's--!" he looks sheepishly to his friends, and he stops answering. "Do they know you've f**** every DL man in Inaba?" Kanji's shadow, looking like a four meter tall stripper ghoul, in ripped black fishnets, tall heeled boots, a top hat with a feather on it, Suit jacket, fangs, and white paint down their front, having them look like a skeleton. His shadow boxed Kanji off, capturing him, making sure his friends couldn't touch him.
"Do your friends know you don't think they understand you? Do your friends know that your father is a slum lord who wants them dead? Did your friends know hundreds of kids died because of his contract with the Kirijo Group? Do your fiends know you HATE THEM?!"
"No!" Kanji sunk to his knees. "I don't hate them! I..." And his shadow sauntered to the stage of dancing Gigas, where they put on the hottest burlesque show ever.
Kanji's shadow, in a powerful, monstrous voice, sang about how he sincerely hated all of the Investigation team, and hated cops especially.
"How do you like it?!"
Hoards of Fuzz shadows rolled into the venue, targeting everyone who was affiliated with the Authorities. His teammates have to fight while trying to convince Kanji it was okay to tell them them about this. Kanji wasn't having it, he was so ashamed of this resentment. But eventually Kanji his act together and is like 'Alright. You're me. I'll talk to them about it. I promise." He turns to the group. "I hate that you all went into law enforcement. I hate Mitsuru for having a private army, even though I'm a part of it. I hate myself for my ancestry, for being a part of the system. I feel so vile, like nothing I've ever done has put me in a net positive after the Tatsumi Agreement that killed those orphans, the people suffering in Iwatodai right now because of my family. There is nothing good that's came out of my actions, blood, or allyships.
When the team wins, Kanji accepts that he deeply resents his friends for going into a system that has targeted him. And they discuss it like adults. It's just something they all have to accept, they break it down and talk it out, let Kanji pick some changes and some middle grounds. Everyone gets to explain the motives of their actions, past and present. They also remind Kanji how beloved he is in Yaso.
The gossiping old ladies love him, people greet him on the street, and he has a lot of business deals because all companies that need linen, stuffies, chocolates, soaps, craft supplies, they all got it from Kanji, because they sincerely loved him and his business. And-- it was true. His craft supply and linen shop had been hugely successful. The crafting classes he thought that strengthened the community, and got people talking to their neighbors. Kanji feels foolish for forgetting the immense love this town has shown him over the years, and vows to continue community building now and his friends and he have had a reckoning about his upset.
The persona he gets is Papa Legba.
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(there is a scene from my Rise dungeon that leads into this dungeon too, cause he's mad at her also. For more context please read my Rise dungeon post... that I have not made yet but will make eventually.)
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