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He moved to sit on the stool so as to face Yusuke, shaking his head, "Everything has to be so hostile all the time, doesn't it? I sure would like revenge, but killing you here were no one will see isn't very sportsmanlike. I will exact my revenge the next time we meet in honorable combat. Only then can I break my hippocratic oath in good conscience. In combat or in service of my faith the pursuit of pain becomes my only goal. You must understand that I do not do this out of pleasure, but because of divine will. I am but a servant of something much larger than any single being, mortal or otherwise. In return for my obedience I can help others when not pursuing the cause."

He let out a sigh as he closed his eye, "I am not proud of killing those spectators. I rationalize it to myself by explaining that they've gone to some higher existence." His eye slowly opens as he speaks, "I want to help you have some mastery over your own torments. Maybe even help you save others from pain. Maybe you'll use talents like mine in a way less...evil."

He shook his head, "You don't understand. I don't want to force you to become me, I want to help you become better at stopping... monsters like me. If you let me help you maybe your intentions won't become tainted like mine have. All I ever wanted to do was heal the sick, take the pain of the injured and dying. I'm a doctor, for god's sake. My zeal clouds my judgement, and always at the worst moments... I really do believe those people I killed have gone onto a better place, but it wasn't by my hand it should have been done." A mere blink and his eye seemed to have an ember burning within, "You wouldn't have my zeal. You'd not let yourself be tainted. I can see it..."

His eye closed once more, "I really am a Doctor, Yusuke. At least I was, so very long ago, before my zeal and search for perfection blinded me. I cannot grieve for those I have killed, it would be an empty gesture as I feel no pain, no regret. I can't. I do, however, recognize what I do is wrong. I'm offering you the chance to be my opposite, to become what I wanted to be but cannot ever become. You could steal the suffering of others and empower yourself to protect them... There would be no more monsters like me."

He let out a sigh, "Most warriors block their pain and ignore it. While they are better for it than those that cannot, someone that can harness their anguish becomes all the more powerful for it." He stood and moved towards Yusuke, but not in a threatening manner, "You have two o- well, three options. You can either kill me where I stand and release your hate for me, walk away and call me a lunatic, or accept my help." He extended a hand, the nails showing blood he had not washed away, "Take my hand and feel for a moment, if you will, how I feel the world. See it not as I see it as things on which to feed, but as opportunities to grant salvation and increase your power to help others henceforth."

Should Yusuke take his hand willingly his sight would fall away and leave him with a rather different view of the world. He would see Jonas as a roiling cloud of green mist with two blazing point sof light, one much brighter than the other. In the distance others would be seen like stars in the sky at night. Short bursts would indicate pain by those fighting around the arena and in the gym, slowly waning to nothing. When contact break it would vanish completely. This, of course, wasn't how Jonas always saw the world, but more of an overlay between normal sight and otherwise.

Jonas had a bit of a smirk, "Instances of pain, both physical and otherwise. Opportunities to either increase one's power at the expense of other's misfortune, or steal the anguish of the tormented and bring salvation. Flowery language, but it means one thing; Pain is everywhere and everywhen. Nothing can escape it. You can be a victim, a tyrrant, or a savior, Yusuke. I am forced to balance the three, but you would not be. Will you be the savior that I could not be?"

His tone was grim, "Whether or not your next opponent, or anyone else in your entire lifetime attempts the same act you will find that this strength will not merely be useful in countering mindgames and fouling those whom play God. The anguish of others pales in comparison to that of yourself, past and present. Intimate knowledge of agony tastes sweeter and stronger than that of another. If your view is so limited to that of your next opponent, consider a powerful blow dealt to yourself. Without this power the pain could only be a hinderance. With my help it can be focused, physically and by means of your...interesting energy based attacks. Return the throes of pain tenfold upon your enemies and those wishing harm to the innocent."

He may have been long-winded, but the next part was short and to the point, "Grasp my hand and learn the secrets of Agony. It will hurt." If contact was made Yusuke's world would fall away again, Jonas's other hand quickly moving to increase contact closer to his mind. The process would induce pulses of pain in which Yusuke's 'vision' would be engulfed in emerald flames. Knowledge would stream through the link as Jonas sought to implant the seed of Agony within Yusuke and link his mind to torment itself. Unless he resisted it some aspect of himself would become shaded greed. His eyes, fingernails, a tuft of hair, a symbol on the skin, or even something so simple as a ring burning into existence that would be incredibly difficult to remove. Jonas's aspect happened to be his eyes, which made sense as that was the only thing left of the 'real' Jonas. Once the seed was implanted all it needed was cultivation and training to bend the sapling to his will. Psychic abilities would greatly improve his link to torment, especially the type in other individuals, and the even more difficult non-physical pain.

GRASP!

A good smack is heard from the immediate grip of Yusuke's right wrist, Genkai standing there to his right as she looked at the boy with those same grim eyes.

"I knew if I left you alone to your own accords, you'll do something stupid."

She lets go of his hand, looking toward Jonas. Facing him entirely, face to face, two psychics now facing down one another. Just allowing for one thought to slip from either's mind would allow the other to gain an advantage in this mental game. But Genkai wasn't here for games.

"I don't mind you helping Yusuke. From what I heard, you do have some truth in your words, for I have had to follow a similar route in my life of learning to not have the pain of others weaken me, but strengthen me instead. But do not think we're going to trust you that easily. In a sense, I will like to bear witness to this help you're going to offer him. That way, we can at least have some precautions for unexpected results. I don't like this one bit, but we don't have much time left before the next match. It looks like your next opponent anyway, Yusuke, is going to be yet another psychic. Only this one isn't going to be as easy, either. I would train you, but it wouldn't take a week to have you get good enough to take on this guy. So....doctor, if you believe you can help Yusuke gain this power in such a short time, then maybe you are of some help, after all."