But what is she going to do about it? What is anyone? What has she found here in this world that might as well be a hell realm? In this city she has found the one man she almost felt like might have the answer, the one who had patiently waited for her to accompany him towards the light in that strange starry space, and he had looked at her in defeat and given her only words of despair.
No matter how many times she'd tried to force the Kenoma's black sludge out of his stomach, only bile and saliva had been her reward.
Every person she has met since then, she has fought. That hulk of a man with the scythe who attacked, the smirking boy who had tried to touch her and robbed her of the very earth beneath her feet, the man with the ears who had the gall to call her an animal... and all she has gotten in return are bone deep bruises, cuts, twisted tendons, and a bloody hole in her side.
Was no one here powerful enough to kill her and end her misery? Would she have to do it herself after all, when she shouldn't-
She was supposed to offer up her life in Matsukaze's arms, beneath that cliff that an explosion would send crashing down on their enemies, not here... Not somewhere like this... Where she was burying her shameful face and a knife in the dirt.]
Somewhere else!
[What did it matter to someone who didn't know her, who had no reason to help her-]
Do you want me to slit your belly before mine so badly?
cw: suicidial ideation
But what is she going to do about it? What is anyone? What has she found here in this world that might as well be a hell realm? In this city she has found the one man she almost felt like might have the answer, the one who had patiently waited for her to accompany him towards the light in that strange starry space, and he had looked at her in defeat and given her only words of despair.
No matter how many times she'd tried to force the Kenoma's black sludge out of his stomach, only bile and saliva had been her reward.
Every person she has met since then, she has fought. That hulk of a man with the scythe who attacked, the smirking boy who had tried to touch her and robbed her of the very earth beneath her feet, the man with the ears who had the gall to call her an animal... and all she has gotten in return are bone deep bruises, cuts, twisted tendons, and a bloody hole in her side.
Was no one here powerful enough to kill her and end her misery? Would she have to do it herself after all, when she shouldn't-
She was supposed to offer up her life in Matsukaze's arms, beneath that cliff that an explosion would send crashing down on their enemies, not here... Not somewhere like this... Where she was burying her shameful face and a knife in the dirt.]
Somewhere else!
[What did it matter to someone who didn't know her, who had no reason to help her-]
Do you want me to slit your belly before mine so badly?