"How long does it take, to realise that you saw yourself die 12 times?"

That was the question the young man asked himself after arriving on this world, he who saw everything from the outside, seeing himself fight and sacrifice himself over and over for people he never saw before, understanding the feelings of past incarnations of himself, he stares at the 13 moons and clench his fist, he was the last incarnation, the original and last

"all 12... I will recover every last part of myself, and finish this once and for all..."

"I swear, I'm gonna make you pay"

World's Tear 13th

How many times did it happen? So far i saw despair too many times, in too many forms, being cut in pieces, being opened up and dismembered over and over, i would lie if i said it never affected me, yet what hurt me the most was seeing them suffer, the innocent, the naive, i don't know why, but always pissed me off. 


-- I'm a disgusting person myself tho... -- 


Diving on behemoth's blood, seeing nothing but red gave me such revelation, good people cared about me, but i always fuck it up, i let them suffer again and again, they die over and over as well. 


That scum's voice, it infuriates me, but, stopping to think about it, i never really hated him, looking back on my memories as Andrew, i never really hated any of my enemies, not even the one who killed me, thinking about it, despite everything, i never needed to hate them, after all, i am but a invader, an outsider in this world. 


Chapter 12 Reborn In Chrome and Silver Part 1