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Kokichi Ouma Character Analysis: Chapter 4 and Grey Morality

So a quick disclaimer: Yes, I am very aware that this is most likely not canon, or at least not what the writers intended on being canon, nor am I saying that this is 100% canon and should be considered as such. This is just a fan theory/analysis I came up with for my own enjoyment and wanted to share with others, as I like coming up with theories/analysis posts and reworking canons to make enhanced stories and character development in my perspective. I firmly believe that the idea of making theories isn’t supposed to be a shouting contest to see which opinion is the most loud and correct, but should be something to share with others and find acceptance and understanding in different interpretations, even if you don’t agree with them.

I want the disclaimer here to be taken extra-seriously as I know for a fact that this topic within itself is one hell of a problem when it comes to Kokichi’s character. This incident and series of events is what makes or breaks Kokichi’s character for a lot of people. People who see Kokichi’s character as nothing but up to no good be warned; this post is not for you.

However, the said can be said for those who think Kokichi can do no wrong. I may call Kokichi a “precious cinnamon roll” but in reality, the scale of his sins during Chapter 4 is impossible to ignore, especially when it’s such a huge deal that it carries over into the rest of the story of the game. There’s a lot of divide over whether or not Kokichi is a pure saint or pure evil, when in actuality, human beings are far more complicated than black or white, good or evil, and that’s sort of the beauty hidden within this case. Morality is crushed to the ground and stomped on until it’s borderline unrecognizable.

So without further adieu, let’s begin the analysis, and talk about Kokichi’s fall from grace and into a despair so miserable that it ripped him apart.

WARNING, THIS POST IS VERY LONG. Only stop to read it when you have a good amount of time to do so.

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Petition to change “he looked at her like she was the sun” to “he looked at her like she was the moon” and any other variation bc I look at the moon in wonder and love and amazement while I’ve only ever just squinted angrily at the sun

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I've been thinking about posting some of my stories here...

They aren't fanfiction, just little stories I've written. I'm not sure if I should though.

join me in waiting-for-episode-7 purgatory

Asking for directions

Just a reminder for fanfic authors:

Fanfiction will ALWAYS be superior to character.ai

Please don't ever stop writing!!

The colors are so prettyyyy.

i love a girl who looks like a haunted doll. what can i say

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Lawlight is unhinged.

They are obsessed. Completely enamored with one another, can't sleep because their mind is flooded with the other. Absolutely enthralled and amazed and terrified because a god has met another of its kind and they don't know what to do.

They devour one another, a fucked up cannibalism of the mind spirit and blood. They lap at the wounds they inflict on one another, kiss eachothers brutal injuries with the most tender care and love like cauterizing fire. They press their mortal bodies against one another, always touching, fingers twisted and legs tangled. Their lips are hungry maws ripping and biting at one another, kisses tearing and bleeding their faces while their wide eyes are locked and their beings are entwined on a level incomprehensible to others.

They smile at eachother, like little secrets or screaming victories. White teeth gleam, sharper than they should be. Grins are threats, promises, and intimate. Their love exists in a language that cannot be read by other people. It's just them, no one else. No one else matters.

Just lawlight.