So there's this whole debate over Crona's gender, and I developed a theory. You want it? Here you go.
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I've never felt comfortable in my own body.
It isn't because of Ragnarok. Other people might call that strange, but he's been part of me for as long as I can remember, so I'm used to him. No, the reason why my own skin is uncomfortable... is because it's wrong.
My body is female. But on the inside, I know... I should be a boy. I don't want to be a girl...
But my body has already started to change. I've been able to hide my chest by wrapping it, but I'm not sure how long I can manage that. I don't know how to deal with having to tell all of my... friends... that I'm not what I was supposed to be...
I huddle in my corner, my sanctuary, dreading the natural development my body is sure to go through. I wish I could stay young forever, so I wouldn't have to go through adolescence, and I wouldn't have to grow up and become a woman...
It's just... so wrong...!
"Chin up, kid. I could always just rip 'em off for ya." Ragnarok cackles behind me, and I laugh a little, but it turns into sobs. I bury my face in the pillow I clutch tightly to myself, and I cry. I hate myself, I hate my body, I hate my life...
I wish... I'd never been born...
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Sorry, kids. Crona doesn't get a happy ending. He's so emo.
And the gender issue thing? Yeah, that's a real issue. I myself am gender-neutral; I have days when I think I'd be better off as a boy, and other days when I'm fine with being a girl. I could be either gender and have no problem with it. BUT THIS ISN'T ABOUT ME.
... Okay, it is about me. Review! Now!