Disclaimer : not mine. I don't own Loveless.
Graveyard
Nightmares return again,
He had known Seimei would come back and claim him. It was only a matter of time. Oh, he had hoped, fool that he was, to be allowed to remain with Ritsuka a little longer, to enjoy his sweet kindness and loving touches. But he was no optimist. Nothing was ever his and never had his wishes ever been taken into account. There was no reason for a change.
There's no way to make amends.
But Ritsuka's tears had shattered his heart. He had never wanted to make him cry or to cause him pain but despite the name etched on his skin, he only seemed able to cause hurt and disappointment. Would he ever forgive him? How could he ever make amends for his tears? Nothing would ever be enough to atone for the scar he had inflicted on his youthful heart.
His heart and the battlefield
He was angry at Seimei. Seimei who claimed to love his brother above all yet who had ripped him apart. He had faked his death, leaving Ritsuka alone with his mother, without memories, without protection from Septimal Moons, leaving behind a devastated child. He ordered him to take care of Ritsuka. And he had done it, with much more affection, more love than he ever thought possible. Only to come back and tear away the fabric of his lies to leave them both panting in hurt and despair.
He was a Fighter. He obeyed, every order, every whim of his Sacrifice. His whole life had only been a never-ending battle to survive, to prove himself worthy, to find his place, to reap some shreds of encouraging response, of gentleness. But eventually his life meant nothing outside of Spell Battles. Only Ritsuka had made it worth something. And Ritsuka was a battle he couldn't win. He couldn't even fight this battle.
Are alike, silent and empty.
Shut everything and everyone out. Shut Seimei out, Akame, Nakahira. He shut down. Seimei wanted him silent. He had nothing to say anyway. Nothing could accurately convey his hatred for Beloved. He had thought he hated Ritsu. It was nothing compared to the feeling Seimei evoked in him. Without Ritsuka nothing remained of the humanity he had unearthed in his otherwise closed mind and heart. Ritsuka was gone and he was void. Blank. An empty vessel for empty Battles for empty people. Nothing mattered anymore. He was empty again.
Burden of the Fallen, Ensiferum.