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I...could not stop.
I could not...trust him.
(His words hold no smuggness nor satisfaction at his victory.
There is only numb resignation...)
(He is back in That Place again.
Cold...dark...endless water.)
...You let him die.
@CCTVForeigner You still act as though you don’t already understand, Mycroft, when you have said the answer yourself.
...I /Am/ Hollow.
A hollow manifestation of the forked path of fate.
Of a man who /lived/.
Fuelled by anger and vengeance, as avengers are.
I know this...And I don’t care~.
@CCTVForeigner Aha!...Maybe so~
And maybe I shall continue to forge my own twisted form of “justice”.
....Even if it means I drag this place into the depths along with me, to reach the man who killed me.
Well...You will be very disappointed then!
I for one am looking forward to seeing what you do.
What they will all do as well.
Since in the end, whatever you try will all be for nothing...
Because you are blinded by an anguish that defies all logic!
(The ruler smiles and turns to face his double.
It is now clear that the two of them are drifting, suspended in a dark and bottomless pool.)
...And unlike you, they have something worth fighting for.
Something real...
What a shame that you will never have that, Alter.
(The ruler is silent for a moment.)
...Because for many of them, their malice is justified
But yours?
Hah...your anger is an anguish that should not even exist.
And just as you continue to fight, so will they.
Just as you fall and rise like the tide, so shall they...