#6: Envy-Kurama POV
blissfully unaware they are of their salvation. Yusuke, whose redemption began the day he died from a car wreck, a God taking pity on him because he wanted to save a child.
Kuwabarra, an undeveloped psychic, choosing to help. Never any sinful past, never the urge to kill without reason or for gain; he rarely killed, only when he had to.
Such sickening nobility, these human I have come to care for.
Hiei, whose motives were so selfish in the beginning. The Jagan to find a gem. He spared the women who had cast him out. But from the probation, years later...he found brotherhood, fighting along those he found worthy, human or not.
Teammates who I suppose I envy, sometimes. Because, really...none of that matters to me. Do I care whether or not they die? Of course. ...But I know they will. I know from my families how long Yoko outlive their foreign lovers and comrades...so
Much blood...
Oh, Yusuke and Kazuma, such sweet humanity you bear. You don't understand how quickly you shall retire, finding yourselves fatigued eith small affairs. Let someone else deal with it. And no one will blame you, in such aging skin...
Hiei, you who fought long beyond probation. None expected you to care so much, despite how much you claim to hate. You fight with those you trust, and fought valiently, you see. Hiei, you will claim I did the same; a fox in human skin, human mind and stupid choices.
But I fought through my Envy. I believed if I fought as long and hard and as strongly as you all did, I too would come to care where I never did. Gods forbid I have a human mother and not care for anyone. I came to sneer at your righteous causes, remembering, in my youth, when such things mattered.
How young you all are... Fighting dor all the things that come to die...