[ a part of him wants to. he still sees n's blurry visage. his own blurry visage. n and noah, two parts of a whole. n, who made him feel defective and broken. who made him watch mio disappear, who is going to execute his friends. who left him bereft, with no hope. in a world that would just make them suffer, over and over, reborn.
he breathes it out. the violence hums in his skin. he wants to be savage, he wants something or someone to hurt as much as he did.
but the sword vanishes. it's meant to cut the world. not this person. quietly, he approaches the man, bending down. ]
You don't have to have a use to exist. You're allowed to exist.
And I'm . . . glad you do. You helped me find Mio again.
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he breathes it out. the violence hums in his skin. he wants to be savage, he wants something or someone to hurt as much as he did.
but the sword vanishes. it's meant to cut the world. not this person. quietly, he approaches the man, bending down. ]
You don't have to have a use to exist. You're allowed to exist.
And I'm . . . glad you do. You helped me find Mio again.