He did not understand and would not understand in the future. In the same darkness that excluded others, his pulse beat like the left and rightmost keys of a piano. Some kind of heart-wrenching premonition melted into the aftertaste of the music, destined to be woven into the loneliness of another person he rejected and had no intention of listening to.
"You are no longer worth fighting or killing."
What he means is that he has never been an opponent.
Conception: