Standing on the meadow-like edifice, holding back... fangs? anguish?, are two men consumed by themselves.
Whether attempting to protect what shambles remain, back turned to sorrow, or wallowing in grief because letting go means it's truly gone, they're both willfully drowning.
Yet they still try to breathe.
He can't offer remorse. Sympathy. But empathy has become overwhelming. Cain isn't the only one who hates that Takasugi is still here. Still fixated on the fires of war he sees burning in Cain's eyes. His voice shakes in his throat.
Takasugi pries what he can from Cain and soaks it up, devouring fragments of the man to keep himself from chewing his own flesh down to the bone, if only for a moment.
But he betrays himself.] Then you'll understand.
Why- [Understand. Please understand. He doesn't want sympathy he doesn't want to be liked he doesn't want to be saved, he simply-
Craves this much.] I hate this world. I want to destroy it.
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Standing on the meadow-like edifice, holding back... fangs? anguish?, are two men consumed by themselves.
Whether attempting to protect what shambles remain, back turned to sorrow, or wallowing in grief because letting go means it's truly gone, they're both willfully drowning.
Yet they still try to breathe.
He can't offer remorse. Sympathy. But empathy has become overwhelming. Cain isn't the only one who hates that Takasugi is still here. Still fixated on the fires of war he sees burning in Cain's eyes. His voice shakes in his throat.
Takasugi pries what he can from Cain and soaks it up, devouring fragments of the man to keep himself from chewing his own flesh down to the bone, if only for a moment.
But he betrays himself.] Then you'll understand.
Why- [Understand. Please understand. He doesn't want sympathy he doesn't want to be liked he doesn't want to be saved, he simply-
Craves this much.] I hate this world. I want to destroy it.
I want revenge.