Shackles

The price I paid for equal exchange is not a price to me now. But it was like a gap. A large gap of flesh and blood had been cut out alive, and then the rotten flesh was filled in, and the irreversible hole was filled in perfunctorily. ——This is nothing to me. The gaps, big and small, add up to many, until in the end I am riddled with holes and it doesn't help. Although I can always afford the price, I can't foresee its outcome. Its power is far greater than this, but whether I can control the power that can crush my body... I don't know. But so what, even if I use it or don't use it it doesn't make me lose it, maybe that's just the worst option in a last resort situation. The price - it would just turn me into a complete monster. No one wants to accept death, no matter how heroic it is, it will eventually just be scattered like fallen leaves. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.