He did it? Some other version of himself really did it? Killed him?
The rest of Gyoubu's words sound muffled to Mitsunari's ears, as if he were listening to him from underwater. Everything else on his mind comes to a violent, screeching halt.]
...I killed him... in your world?
The Ieyasu you knew... was killed by the Mitsunari of your realm?
[Is he joking? Did he hear him correctly?
There's no precedent for how to react to this. It isn't his vengeance. It's not his Ieyasu.
But --
He is Ieyasu all the same. Isn't he?
The wind has been knocked right out of Mitsunari.]
In that life, Lord Hideyoshi was avenged...? ...The lying traitor finally met his end...? And paid for his sins? Ieyasu fell to crawl upon the ground before me, like the writhing, worthless snake that he is?!
[His breathless shock gives way to the rage burning inside of him, and it crescendos as he's wrapped up in the mental image of Ieyasu's death he's concocted, and all the hateful satisfaction that comes with it.
-- He is jolted out of it as something reminds him that it's not his life.
It's not his vengeance.
And he can't trust Gyoubu.
Mitsunari takes a ragged breath and goes quiet as he tries to find his bearings.]
...If this... is a lie...
[His throat feels dry.]
Under no circumstances... none whatsoever... will I forgive you.
[voice]
Ieyasu.
Ieyasu, dead. In another life, yes, but --
He did it? Some other version of himself really did it? Killed him?
The rest of Gyoubu's words sound muffled to Mitsunari's ears, as if he were listening to him from underwater. Everything else on his mind comes to a violent, screeching halt.]
...I killed him... in your world?
The Ieyasu you knew... was killed by the Mitsunari of your realm?
[Is he joking? Did he hear him correctly?
There's no precedent for how to react to this. It isn't his vengeance. It's not his Ieyasu.
But --
He is Ieyasu all the same. Isn't he?
The wind has been knocked right out of Mitsunari.]
In that life, Lord Hideyoshi was avenged...? ...The lying traitor finally met his end...? And paid for his sins? Ieyasu fell to crawl upon the ground before me, like the writhing, worthless snake that he is?!
[His breathless shock gives way to the rage burning inside of him, and it crescendos as he's wrapped up in the mental image of Ieyasu's death he's concocted, and all the hateful satisfaction that comes with it.
-- He is jolted out of it as something reminds him that it's not his life.
It's not his vengeance.
And he can't trust Gyoubu.
Mitsunari takes a ragged breath and goes quiet as he tries to find his bearings.]
...If this... is a lie...
[His throat feels dry.]
Under no circumstances... none whatsoever... will I forgive you.