[There's the violent hacking, the screaming, the denial.. all familiar sounds to Kazutora, and at first, as he'd be walking along, he wouldn't recognize it as anything different than his own thoughts projected.
But then he'd see her, crouched, cursing, blood flowing from the stream she had been vomiting into, and he'd pause, watching..
He'd felt it, too. The itching, the discomfort.. and he'd heard, in whispers throughout Stygia, read in texts over the nethernet, that it was all love based.. Kazutora had stabbed the person he loved, but they had in turn murdered themselves, and though it was fucked up, he knew it meant he'd been loved.
But not everyone had been so lucky. Including this girl.
It wasn't fair..
So he'd walk slowly up to her and sit down beside her as she groaned.]
Daises
But then he'd see her, crouched, cursing, blood flowing from the stream she had been vomiting into, and he'd pause, watching..
He'd felt it, too. The itching, the discomfort.. and he'd heard, in whispers throughout Stygia, read in texts over the nethernet, that it was all love based.. Kazutora had stabbed the person he loved, but they had in turn murdered themselves, and though it was fucked up, he knew it meant he'd been loved.
But not everyone had been so lucky. Including this girl.
It wasn't fair..
So he'd walk slowly up to her and sit down beside her as she groaned.]
Voices in your head being assholes, huh?