[ If he'd died, he wouldn't have to suffer the consequences, or see anybody cry, or pretend for the rest of his life that he is happy.
He would never see the sunlight again. He wants to, more than anything. It's so selfish. ]
I know what you would say. Dying is easy. Life is hard. But there's always something worth living for. [ He falls silent, eyes off Yato and lifted to the sky. There's a moon somewhere, above the canopy of trees, that he cannot see but knows is there. ] ...Would you really help me?
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[ If he'd died, he wouldn't have to suffer the consequences, or see anybody cry, or pretend for the rest of his life that he is happy.
He would never see the sunlight again. He wants to, more than anything. It's so selfish. ]
I know what you would say. Dying is easy. Life is hard. But there's always something worth living for. [ He falls silent, eyes off Yato and lifted to the sky. There's a moon somewhere, above the canopy of trees, that he cannot see but knows is there. ] ...Would you really help me?