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Thief.
Some days I wonder if it was ever worth leaving. Some days, when the sky is particularly gray and cold, and everything is desolate and lonely under the Tokyo sky, I wonder. I think about if sacrificing the young life within the unsuspecting womb of a young woman was worth it. Sometimes, I wonder if it is even worth my being alive.
All I've done is stolen. My whole life, I've stolen from the rich, from the poor, and sometimes just for the sake of stealing. I think about Shuichi and the life I've stolen from him. He could have had a normal life; but no…I had to come and introduce him to another world filled with such darkness and treachery the human race would go screaming in the opposite direction.
I think of all of the people I've affected. Would Hiei be the same? Would he still be running around ruthlessly, killing on a whim, dirtying his hands with the spilt blood of lesser beings? Would Yusuke still be brash; would he truly know he was a demon inside? Would anything be the same?
And finally I think of her. Shiori. The woman who gave her child to me unknowingly, the seemingly sweet woman with no doubts. Always trusting. I feel of the trust and of the love I have taken from her, that I've stolen. No matter how much I take, in riches or gold, I will never be able to pay her back for the favor of love she has done.
I'm a theif, that's all I am. And I doubt I'll ever be able to give back.
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