The world was spinning.
The earth, the sky, the dirt, the shadows, the blue, the black-red, the words, the words, the words.
The world was spinning and he flushed into the fray.
He screamed and he crashed to find the cage and tore himself in for the fangs, and he would stand on anyone's palm to have it become his blade. He would gain those fangs even if he needed to become a monster to bargain with a monster and—and everything was fading.
A man with black hair and a scarred face and a familiar smile faded.
A single-eyed man with white hair and a hidden smile faded.
A girl with pink hair and bright, green eyes and a caring laugh faded.
A woman with a smile as vibrant as her hair and her strength faded.
A tall man with razor-white hair and a gigantic grin faded.
A cheerful old man and his smiling daughter faded.
A boy and his admiring eyes faded.
The world. Them. They faded.
Fire runs thicker in blood, and he burned.
The world ran out of focus and there were only shadows that bore fangs and—a boy with obsidian hair and frozen crimson eyes faded—and, he shouldn't be there. He had to find the sun. He had to get away from this pool of red life and get out of the cage and—A girl with long, black hair and pearls for eyes and a smile that was warm, warm, warm, cold. Cold with a red river seeping from her, from all of her, and—and he was going to tear out everything's throats.
He took the fangs.
I just wanted to talk to you……I wanted to be with you.
"Love breeds sacrifice…which breeds hatred."
His roar would reach the sky.
Because I love you.
Those faded too.
"That's it. But…my pain is greater than yours."
PERHAPS, Something laughed, BUT MY RAGE IS STRONGER.