[ "Tenkai" believes the he is the one that is called -- no, he purposely decided to fool "himself" to be the one called. The face that loves killing, I believe I am the one being asked for. Even though Mitsuhide knew that was not he case, he decided to play a game with himself. Once the half-mask was fastened to his face, he feels his thoughts clear. Xu Shu. There is no need to close off your heart in this manner. Another mistake will surely happen. Fighting that face, killing that face, is not be wrong, but-- ]
There are a lot of traps. It seems he hoped to kill me before I arrived?
[ He's come! He's come! His head turns slightly as he hears the manic laughter screaming through his head. A lot of these are quite well-hidden. But he can't quite hide that bloodlust, no! It shall be something -- yes, yes, let us sing with our blades and laugh through our screams! The "monk" shakes his head as he feels a giggle echo in the space of his mask. ]
But it is "I" am the one who came today. There is no reason to switch faces. I cannot watch him avoid plummeting to the sky if things remain as it is -- [ No, Tenkai cannot. His head turns as he realizes that there is someone else that can save Xu Shu. He stares off, gaze distant. Yes? That person? Let us make this a feast! A banquet! Look at all the preparations he has made! It would be heartbreaking if I am the only one to experience them! ]
I see. Then, let us call him to join us?
[ The "monk" lacks the ability to stop what is to come. He feels an itch spreading underneath his skin. His hand resting against his mask as he is already starting to pry it free. The me that loathes killing ... that does not wish to see it... has one last thing to do. He tricks and deceives his own mind to what he is doing as he calls upon Daud. If that face should die, it should be by that man's hands.
The man who was once a stone will turn back into a man if that face dies. Because he will do it to stop someone else from suffering and regretting. Is that not right? But his hands are stained in blood as are Xu Shu's, however. What lesson will that wounded warrior learn in killing that face? What injury to his soul will-- The mask falls down onto the ground, sinking deep into the earth. ]
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[ "Tenkai" believes the he is the one that is called -- no, he purposely decided to fool "himself" to be the one called. The face that loves killing, I believe I am the one being asked for. Even though Mitsuhide knew that was not he case, he decided to play a game with himself. Once the half-mask was fastened to his face, he feels his thoughts clear. Xu Shu. There is no need to close off your heart in this manner. Another mistake will surely happen. Fighting that face, killing that face, is not be wrong, but-- ]
There are a lot of traps. It seems he hoped to kill me before I arrived?
[ He's come! He's come! His head turns slightly as he hears the manic laughter screaming through his head. A lot of these are quite well-hidden. But he can't quite hide that bloodlust, no! It shall be something -- yes, yes, let us sing with our blades and laugh through our screams! The "monk" shakes his head as he feels a giggle echo in the space of his mask. ]
But it is "I" am the one who came today. There is no reason to switch faces. I cannot watch him avoid plummeting to the sky if things remain as it is -- [ No, Tenkai cannot. His head turns as he realizes that there is someone else that can save Xu Shu. He stares off, gaze distant. Yes? That person? Let us make this a feast! A banquet! Look at all the preparations he has made! It would be heartbreaking if I am the only one to experience them! ]
I see. Then, let us call him to join us?
[ The "monk" lacks the ability to stop what is to come. He feels an itch spreading underneath his skin. His hand resting against his mask as he is already starting to pry it free. The me that loathes killing ... that does not wish to see it... has one last thing to do. He tricks and deceives his own mind to what he is doing as he calls upon Daud. If that face should die, it should be by that man's hands.
The man who was once a stone will turn back into a man if that face dies. Because he will do it to stop someone else from suffering and regretting. Is that not right? But his hands are stained in blood as are Xu Shu's, however. What lesson will that wounded warrior learn in killing that face? What injury to his soul will-- The mask falls down onto the ground, sinking deep into the earth. ]