[They remember it, still. They remember feeling like that, feeling - invincible, almost, like nothing could touch them. Safe and content in LV 19, feeling nothing, nothing, nothing at all. There was the swish and the arc of a blade and the cut, the reddish crescent carved into the air.
They'd gone after Chara cruelly, savagely. They'd been fighting to kill.]
I don't blame you, Chara. How am I supposed to blame you for how you feel about yourself? I was trying to kill you. I was...
[Distorted. So, so distorted. To the point that not even their Mirror would act as such.]
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[They remember it, still. They remember feeling like that, feeling - invincible, almost, like nothing could touch them. Safe and content in LV 19, feeling nothing, nothing, nothing at all. There was the swish and the arc of a blade and the cut, the reddish crescent carved into the air.
They'd gone after Chara cruelly, savagely. They'd been fighting to kill.]
I don't blame you, Chara. How am I supposed to blame you for how you feel about yourself? I was trying to kill you. I was...
[Distorted. So, so distorted. To the point that not even their Mirror would act as such.]
I know you wouldn't have if you knew.