It wasn't until the end that I realized that what he left me was always an empty shell, an empty shell of himself, the empty shell of the people he killed, and the empty shell of the world. Even the name that represents me now is the same as the name left behind after all the past has been lost. I who inhabit it never existed. I will always be wandering in nothingness, struggling to death.
... If possible, I would rather not have met you. Since the beginning.
However, I can finally bear to sleep in the darkness, just because of the color of your eyes. It is no different from this to this day.
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