I hear a voice inside my head, that is not my own.
I cannot tell if it's lying or not. . .but if I simply lie here all my life, I will not be living.
I have no choice but to say yes, for such a person to actually want to help me. .I cannot refuse.
At first I am unsure of your reasons, a worthless thing like me. . .how could I help you?
But somehow, you encourage me to believe in my existence, and I believe you.
Those friends of yours. . .I can tell they dislike me, but I will endure it all, the hate and more just to repay you.
For someone to care about my existence, I must say thank you.
If I had never escaped that cage that binded me, I wouldn't have met these people, who alike to you, want me to exist.
But is they're love and friendship enough to live for? I don't know, for I had no friends.
I know. . .that your lying, or are you? I can't tell anymore.
I've been warned, yet. . .
I will always stand close to your stand, because you gave me the chance to "live"
For that I thank you.
I am teased because of my pitifulness, but in truth, I want to be stronger, for you
I do not think I've been through "pain", but I will endure it all.
What am I living for?
I want to feel "love", and "care", but after everything,
You lied. And here I am.
But I am not alone.
Even after you leave me, I must say thank you.
I will pray to endless gods for you to hear me say;
"Thank you."
But I'm a pitiful creature, no confidence, no self.
I will live now and be free, I will become "strong"
Thank you for "loving" me.
Thank you for "believing" me.
Thank you for allowing me to live.
. . .Thank you, Mukuro-sama.