[He just has to ignore the voice in his ear. 'Are these the kinds of people you associate with now, Mitsuzane? I knew you hung around with street trash.' He glances to the side and huffs, turning his focus back on Wrath.]
He was smart and capable... but he was just wrong. But it's... I killed my own family. That's... wrong, isn't it?
[Is it? He can hear Redyue's voice, a memory rather than a hallucination, telling him about the first 'toys' she broke. ... But he's not her. He's human, not a monster twisted by the Forest.]
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[He just has to ignore the voice in his ear. 'Are these the kinds of people you associate with now, Mitsuzane? I knew you hung around with street trash.' He glances to the side and huffs, turning his focus back on Wrath.]
He was smart and capable... but he was just wrong. But it's... I killed my own family. That's... wrong, isn't it?
[Is it? He can hear Redyue's voice, a memory rather than a hallucination, telling him about the first 'toys' she broke. ... But he's not her. He's human, not a monster twisted by the Forest.]
[... Isn't he?]