This is told from Kaneki's point of view.

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I am a human.

I am a Ghoul.

I am a being.

I am a creature.

...

What am I?

Touka and the others at Anteiku seem to see me as the amateurish ghoul that had some misfortune that can't learn about the world around him.

Hide still sees me as his best friend. His human, normal, book-loving best friend.

Ghouls that I don't know, strangers at Anteiku and ghouls on the streets, see me as just another one of them; a monster.

But the thing is, I'm not a human. I'm not a ghoul.

I have no clue what I am.

One-eyed ghouls are supposed to be legends, fairytales.

But do I look like a fairytales to you?

I don't look like a ghoul unless my kakugan is showing or kagune are showing.

I look like a human, but I cannot eat human food.

I still feel like myself. I like reading. I don't want others to die for no reason. I don't want to kill. I don't want to be the monster that I fear I will become.

But I am not a monster yet.

So what am I, then?

If a doctor were to take me apart right now, what parts would I have? Those of a human, or those of a ghoul? Would I have both? Which would I have more of?

And it is not just a matter of what I am. It is also a question of which species I would rather be. Would I rather be a ghoul or human? At first, after I had just discovered that I had been given Rize's organ during the experimental surgery, I was horrified. I thought I was a monster, like them, and I hated the very though of it. But after meeting and getting to know Touka, Mr. Yoshimura, Yomo, Uta, Hinami, and all of the others, I can see their pain and their love. I know it is a hard life to be a ghoul, but these people... I cant help but want that connection to them, whatever it makes me.

But then, my mind always traces back to that same question of what I am.

What am I?

Does it matter?

Is what I am who I am?

What am I? Who does what I am make me?

Please, someone- anyone. Just tell me.

What am I?