PANDORA HEARTS
A/N: spoilers to chapter 70-71. I wrote this while listening to 'My songs know what you did in the dark' (insane title, I know) and some songs from ph ost. So, I think that this revelation about Oz is just too sad and I coudn't help writing and toruring my cute stuffed rabbit oz if this makes any sense. I do not own Pandora Hearts. Please read and review. :)
Since the very beginning
You can't lose everything if you didn't have anything to start with. How can you obtain your own future if it has already been written for you? What can you do when you learn that everyone you love, everyone you wish to protect, even your very self is just a lie?
I killed. I rejected. I destroyed everything
Since the very beginning, Oz had nothing. He was nothing. He was nothingness and he could never change it or be anything more than that.
Oz was only predestinated to bring destruction to everything he came close to.
He couldn't achieve any of the things he had falsely believed were there for him to reach, the things he had chased after.
He couldn't become anything, couldn't hope for a better tomorrow, couldn't care for the people he held close to his heart.
He only took. Took innocent people's lives away, stole the happyness of those around him to mingle with the despair of his trivial existence.
Even his own body did not belong to Oz Vessalius, because nothing could belong to someone like him.
The truth weighted down on him and threatened to crush him into nothingness, but somewhere deep inside, Oz knew it all along the way, just refused to look at it.
He was a Chain bound to tear away everything, a monster with the sole purpose to hurt others.
Your sin is your very existence.
He wasn't Oz Vessalius but simply Oz.
Oz, the one bringing catastrophe.
Oz, the one having dwelled in an illusion all of his life.
Oz, the one who should not be allowed to live any longer.
Oz, the Blood-stained Black rabbit.
