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Jack felt it a bit hard to look at the nightmare king, one part of him actually wanted to attack Pitch and take revenge for the sandmans death. But he doubted that he would be able to defeat Pitch that easily, and another part of him didn't want to do such a thing.
"I did change my mind about the situation." He confirmed. "I saw my memories, and understood the reason the moon chose me as a guardian." He then explained before leaning his staff towards a wall and leaving it there. He wasn't afraid that Pitch would attack him, he believed that as long as he himself weren't going to be a threat towards the dark king then he would be left unharmed. At least he hoped so.
"With that said, I still don't agree with his decision of not telling me anything for 300 years. And I can't accept the title as a guardian. But I am here as a representative for them." Jack had no idea how Pitch would react, he didn't want to hurt him, because they shared a pain few would understand.
"Fear is needed just as much as hope. What you do doesn't have to be a bad thing. But what the guardians do is also needed. You could be able to co-exist with each other. No side would have to loose." Pitch was so close to creating his utopia, and Jack knew that. That's why it would be very unlikely for Pitch to accept this. Jack could only hope that the good side of Pitch would realize that it wasn't such a bad idea. After all, if he were going to create a dark age again, wouldn't new spirits or guardians try to stop him at some point? It would just go around in a circle forever.
"I did change my mind about the situation." He confirmed. "I saw my memories, and understood the reason the moon chose me as a guardian." He then explained before leaning his staff towards a wall and leaving it there. He wasn't afraid that Pitch would attack him, he believed that as long as he himself weren't going to be a threat towards the dark king then he would be left unharmed. At least he hoped so.
"With that said, I still don't agree with his decision of not telling me anything for 300 years. And I can't accept the title as a guardian. But I am here as a representative for them." Jack had no idea how Pitch would react, he didn't want to hurt him, because they shared a pain few would understand.
"Fear is needed just as much as hope. What you do doesn't have to be a bad thing. But what the guardians do is also needed. You could be able to co-exist with each other. No side would have to loose." Pitch was so close to creating his utopia, and Jack knew that. That's why it would be very unlikely for Pitch to accept this. Jack could only hope that the good side of Pitch would realize that it wasn't such a bad idea. After all, if he were going to create a dark age again, wouldn't new spirits or guardians try to stop him at some point? It would just go around in a circle forever.