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>Beatrice: “The reason you believe you want to return to that room, as of now, is gone, I suppose.”
>Subaru's throat catches, his eyes open to their limit, and before he can realise it he collapses to his knees. His shoulders slump, his head lowers, a terrible ringing echoes through his skull.
>Pain, pain, the forgotten pain is resummoned, noise invading Subaru's consciousness. It would be fine for that cacophony to drown, drive away everything, and just disappear, Subaru thinks. He didn't want to comprehend anything.
>Subaru: “Whimsy or whatever ehlse is fine... if there's an uhrge to save me in you... if you have evhen a shred of inhtenhtion left to help me... please, rhight now, kill me.”
>Beatrice: “What... are you saying, I suppose...”
>Subaru: “Kill! Me! Now! Before ehverything gets overwrhitten, before this miscarrhied present becomes defihnite! Kill me! Kill! Khihhll!”
>Spitting, horking blood, Subaru claws at the floor as he shrieks his appeal.
>Before his reason to live was entirely lost, before his prolonged inactivity invited an unrecoverable future.
>I want this hopeless useless powerless brainless mass be made ended, he shrieks.
>But Beatrice doesn't accept this shriek, this appeal from his soul. She shakes her head, displeasure and confusion rising on her expression.
>Beatrice: “I don't understand. I don't understand, in fact. I don't understand this human you are, I suppose. How are... how do you say this now, when you have life, in fact?”
>Subaru: “Savhing just life isn't acthually saving! Having lifhe right now is agony to me! It shoulhdn't be there, I shoulhdn't be here... If you're sayihng you're not going to save me...”
>Without any relying on others, here by his own hands would this wretched hour—
>Seeing Subaru's breath catch with resolve, Beatrice voices a thin 'auh,'. Subaru sticks his tongue out of his mouth without hesitation.
>He chomps down best he can, going to bite it off, enacting a deed of suicide.
>Subaru's throat catches, his eyes open to their limit, and before he can realise it he collapses to his knees. His shoulders slump, his head lowers, a terrible ringing echoes through his skull.
>Pain, pain, the forgotten pain is resummoned, noise invading Subaru's consciousness. It would be fine for that cacophony to drown, drive away everything, and just disappear, Subaru thinks. He didn't want to comprehend anything.
>Subaru: “Whimsy or whatever ehlse is fine... if there's an uhrge to save me in you... if you have evhen a shred of inhtenhtion left to help me... please, rhight now, kill me.”
>Beatrice: “What... are you saying, I suppose...”
>Subaru: “Kill! Me! Now! Before ehverything gets overwrhitten, before this miscarrhied present becomes defihnite! Kill me! Kill! Khihhll!”
>Spitting, horking blood, Subaru claws at the floor as he shrieks his appeal.
>Before his reason to live was entirely lost, before his prolonged inactivity invited an unrecoverable future.
>I want this hopeless useless powerless brainless mass be made ended, he shrieks.
>But Beatrice doesn't accept this shriek, this appeal from his soul. She shakes her head, displeasure and confusion rising on her expression.
>Beatrice: “I don't understand. I don't understand, in fact. I don't understand this human you are, I suppose. How are... how do you say this now, when you have life, in fact?”
>Subaru: “Savhing just life isn't acthually saving! Having lifhe right now is agony to me! It shoulhdn't be there, I shoulhdn't be here... If you're sayihng you're not going to save me...”
>Without any relying on others, here by his own hands would this wretched hour—
>Seeing Subaru's breath catch with resolve, Beatrice voices a thin 'auh,'. Subaru sticks his tongue out of his mouth without hesitation.
>He chomps down best he can, going to bite it off, enacting a deed of suicide.
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