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Back then, he couldn't forgive himself for what he had done. Something he did almost automatically when his master said, "Do it."
He couldn't believe what he had done with his own two hands. Taking the life of the only girl who had ever loved him back then.
His world shattered into pieces, the last fragments of his sanity slowly disappearing, falling apart.
"I'm sorry! I don't know why I did this…! I-I didn't want to do this…! I-I…! Patricia…! Don't die…! Patricia…!"
Despite what Shade had done, Patricia slowly moved her hand toward his head, caressing his face and wiping his tears.
Even though he had stabbed her stomach, the girl wasn't angry at him. And when she saw him crying, she understood there was still…
"So you… you have… emotions… Shade…"
Even as blood dripped from her mouth, she smiled lightly through tears. Deep down, she knew she would eventually be killed. This was the kind of job she worked in.
