[ They don't have to be, but they are. That's what's eating at him. That's he's a horrible, horrible thing; a monster, not even worth being called human after all the cruel things he's done. And he knows it: He knows he's turned away from help, he knows he blames everyone else for the trouble he gets himself into, he knows he's dug himself deeper and deeper into dark hole away from the rest of humanity because he is mortified at the idea of being close to another person. He wants to be praised, loved, and accepted, but his deep seated fear of rejection and failure has put him on an entirely different path, one where he made himself unlovable to minimize the risk of his insecurity getting out, to minimize contact with other people who could take advantage of everything he's tried to hide. He knows all of this, deep, deep down. Buried with all his memories and secrets and everything else he's never wanted to address.
He also knows that Minato is right, even if Malik is doubtful it'll solve the immediate problem he's suffering from. He's visibly quivering, and while he shakes his head, he really can't hold out anymore: ]
I'm a monster. All I do is hurt people.
[ He hates admitting it. That eats him up in other ways than anything these voices are saying, but is also makes him feel a tiny bit better? The mark isn't really stinging as much. It's a start. ]
I'll always be a bad person, I'm not... meant for anything good.
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He also knows that Minato is right, even if Malik is doubtful it'll solve the immediate problem he's suffering from. He's visibly quivering, and while he shakes his head, he really can't hold out anymore: ]
I'm a monster. All I do is hurt people.
[ He hates admitting it. That eats him up in other ways than anything these voices are saying, but is also makes him feel a tiny bit better? The mark isn't really stinging as much. It's a start. ]
I'll always be a bad person, I'm not... meant for anything good.