What is a hero?
In every sense of the word...A hero is a person who upholds the virtues of justice, love , and his very beliefs...
But what truly is a hero so to speak?
A hero doesn't always need to wear a cape, A hero doesn't need to be strong, A hero doesn't always need to be right
Nobody can truly be a hero,
The word hero is just a label, a fallacy, a hollow name...
A title..An alias per say...Some may even call it as a mere Ideal...
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But have you ever wondered?
about what a Hero truly looks like?...
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My Soul is Made Out Of Swords
私の魂は剣でできています
A hero you say? I'm nothing more than an idiot doing what he thinks is right. Just a shell with borrowed ideals, An empty imitation drowning in cruel hypocrisy...
My Bones are of Gleaming Steel
私の骨はキラリと光る鋼です
I'm just a child chasing my father's back...I find that funny...because maybe through it all...I was always just that, a kid.
My Blood is of Cackling Fire
私の血は火を燃やすものです
A man once said, to save the mass, you need to overlook the ones in front of you, with that same logic, sometimes one person's life outweighs a billion others...
My Heart is of Crystal Glass
私の心はクリスタルガラスです
Like a sword that pierces the shield, or the shield that deflected the sword. Nobody can truly be a hero..
My Ideals have led me to an enigma of blades
私の理想は私を刃の謎に導きました
Helping people and saving someone are two completely seperate things. Does the end justify the means? Or does the means rectify the end?
...Unaware to truth Nor Aware of Myth
...真実に気づいていない、神話に気づいていない
There will always be a time where you would choose, save the world or save it's people?
Have withstood everything for the sake of that fleeting dream
そのつかの間の夢のためにすべてに耐えてきた
This world we live in isn't even all that worthwile saving in the first place...It's a place filled with greed, sadness, betreyal, and pain...It's people are no different. They're all just selfish dipshits only ever caring about themselves...
And that's the cold hard truth of the world we live in...
Now this orphan stands alone,
今、この孤児は一人で立っています、
You know, when I was a young boy, I was ruled by my fears, driven by my ideals, and was dragged by my way of life
H̸̛͓̰̠͎̊̇̏̅͘ę̵͖̻͋̃̃͂́l̴̛̥̟̍͒̏͐̈l̷̛̟̭̈̽̃̉̚ H̸̛͓̰̠͎̊̇̏̅͘ę̵͖̻͋̃̃͂́l̴̛̥̟̍͒̏͐̈l̷̛̟̭̈̽̃̉̚ H̸̛͓̰̠͎̊̇̏̅͘ę̵͖̻͋̃̃͂́l̴̛̥̟̍͒̏͐̈l̷̛̟̭̈̽̃̉̚ H̸̛͓̰̠͎̊̇̏̅͘ę̵͖̻͋̃̃͂́l̴̛̥̟̍͒̏͐̈l̷̛̟̭̈̽̃̉̚ H̸̛͓̰̠͎̊̇̏̅͘ę̵͖̻͋̃̃͂́l̴̛̥̟̍͒̏͐̈l̷̛̟̭̈̽̃̉̚ H̸̛͓̰̠͎̊̇̏̅͘ę̵͖̻͋̃̃͂́l̴̛̥̟̍͒̏͐̈l̷̛̟̭̈̽̃̉̚ H̸̛͓̰̠͎̊̇̏̅͘ę̵͖̻͋̃̃͂́l̴̛̥̟̍͒̏͐̈l̷̛̟̭̈̽̃̉̚ H̸̛͓̰̠͎̊̇̏̅͘ę̵͖̻͋̃̃͂́l̴̛̥̟̍͒̏͐̈l̷̛̟̭̈̽̃̉̚ H̸̛͓̰̠͎̊̇̏̅͘ę̵͖̻͋̃̃͂́l̴̛̥̟̍͒̏͐̈l̷̛̟̭̈̽̃̉̚ H̸̛͓̰̠͎̊̇̏̅͘ę̵͖̻͋̃̃͂́l̴̛̥̟̍͒̏͐̈l̷̛̟̭̈̽̃̉̚ H̸̛͓̰̠͎̊̇̏̅͘ę̵͖̻͋̃̃͂́l̴̛̥̟̍͒̏͐̈l̷̛̟̭̈̽̃̉̚ H̸̛͓̰̠͎̊̇̏̅͘ę̵͖̻͋̃̃͂́l̴̛̥̟̍͒̏͐̈l̷̛̟̭̈̽̃̉̚ H̸̛͓̰̠͎̊̇̏̅͘ę̵͖̻͋̃̃͂́l̴̛̥̟̍͒̏͐̈l̷̛̟̭̈̽̃̉̚ H̸̛͓̰̠͎̊̇̏̅͘ę̵͖̻͋̃̃͂́l̴̛̥̟̍͒̏͐̈l̷̛̟̭̈̽̃̉̚
Ḣ̸̥̖̘̠̹̦͔̈́̏̾̌̏̋̀e̶̥̤̊͊̈́̎͂̾́͒l̸̩̀́͊̓l̵̦̤͑̀Ḣ̸̥̖̘̠̹̦͔̈́̏̾̌̏̋̀e̶̥̤̊͊̈́̎͂̾́͒l̸̩̀́͊̓l̵̦̤͑̀Ḣ̸̥̖̘̠̹̦͔̈́̏̾̌̏̋̀e̶̥̤̊͊̈́̎͂̾́͒l̸̩̀́͊̓l̵̦̤͑̀Ḣ̸̥̖̘̠̹̦͔̈́̏̾̌̏̋̀e̶̥̤̊͊̈́̎͂̾́͒l̸̩̀́͊̓l̵̦̤͑̀Ḣ̸̥̖̘̠̹̦͔̈́̏̾̌̏̋̀e̶̥̤̊͊̈́̎͂̾́͒l̸̩̀́͊̓l̵̦̤͑̀Ḣ̸̥̖̘̠̹̦͔̈́̏̾̌̏̋̀e̶̥̤̊͊̈́̎͂̾́͒l̸̩̀́͊̓l̵̦̤͑̀Ḣ̸̥̖̘̠̹̦͔̈́̏̾̌̏̋̀e̶̥̤̊͊̈́̎͂̾́͒l̸̩̀́͊̓l̵̦̤͑̀Ḣ̸̥̖̘̠̹̦͔̈́̏̾̌̏̋̀e̶̥̤̊͊̈́̎͂̾́͒l̸̩̀́͊̓l̵̦̤͑̀ ...私は地獄を見ました...Ḣ̸̥̖̘̠̹̦͔̈́̏̾̌̏̋̀e̶̥̤̊͊̈́̎͂̾́͒l̸̩̀́͊̓l̵̦̤͑̀Ḣ̸̥̖̘̠̹̦͔̈́̏̾̌̏̋̀e̶̥̤̊͊̈́̎͂̾́͒l̸̩̀́͊̓l̵̦̤͑̀Ḣ̸̥̖̘̠̹̦͔̈́̏̾̌̏̋̀e̶̥̤̊͊̈́̎͂̾́͒l̸̩̀́͊̓l̵̦̤͑̀Ḣ̸̥̖̘̠̹̦͔̈́̏̾̌̏̋̀e̶̥̤̊͊̈́̎͂̾́͒l̸̩̀́͊̓l̵̦̤͑̀Ḣ̸̥̖̘̠̹̦͔̈́̏̾̌̏̋̀e̶̥̤̊͊̈́̎͂̾́͒l̸̩̀́͊̓l̵̦̤͑̀Ḣ̸̥̖̘̠̹̦͔̈́̏̾̌̏̋̀e̶̥̤̊͊̈́̎͂̾́͒l̸̩̀́͊̓l̵̦̤͑̀Ḣ̸̥̖̘̠̹̦͔̈́̏̾̌̏̋̀e̶̥̤̊͊̈́̎͂̾́͒l̸̩̀́͊̓l̵̦̤͑̀Ḣ̸̥̖̘̠̹̦͔̈́̏̾̌̏̋̀e̶̥̤̊͊̈́̎͂̾́͒l̸̩̀́͊̓l̵̦̤͑̀Ḣ̸̥̖̘̠̹̦͔̈́̏̾̌̏̋̀e̶̥̤̊͊̈́̎͂̾́͒l̸̩̀́͊̓l̵̦̤͑̀
Ḩ̶̗̙̰̊̊͜ę̶͖̣̠̫̀̑l̷̼̯̙̓̀̋̓̽̚l̶̻̹̗͙͊̽̋͆̈Ḩ̶̗̙̰̊̊͜ę̶͖̣̠̫̀̑l̷̼̯̙̓̀̋̓̽̚l̶̻̹̗͙͊̽̋͆̈Ḩ̶̗̙̰̊̊͜ę̶͖̣̠̫̀̑l̷̼̯̙̓̀̋̓̽̚l̶̻̹̗͙͊̽̋͆̈Ḩ̶̗̙̰̊̊͜ę̶͖̣̠̫̀̑l̷̼̯̙̓̀̋̓̽̚l̶̻̹̗͙͊̽̋͆̈Ḩ̶̗̙̰̊̊͜ę̶͖̣̠̫̀̑l̷̼̯̙̓̀̋̓̽̚l̶̻̹̗͙͊̽̋͆̈Ḩ̶̗̙̰̊̊͜ę̶͖̣̠̫̀̑l̷̼̯̙̓̀̋̓̽̚l̶̻̹̗͙͊̽̋͆̈Ḩ̶̗̙̰̊̊͜ę̶͖̣̠̫̀̑l̷̼̯̙̓̀̋̓̽̚l̶̻̹̗͙͊̽̋͆̈Ḩ̶̗̙̰̊̊͜ę̶͖̣̠̫̀̑l̷̼̯̙̓̀̋̓̽̚l̶̻̹̗͙͊̽̋͆̈Ḩ̶̗̙̰̊̊͜ę̶͖̣̠̫̀̑l̷̼̯̙̓̀̋̓̽̚l̶̻̹̗͙͊̽̋͆̈Ḩ̶̗̙̰̊̊͜ę̶͖̣̠̫̀̑l̷̼̯̙̓̀̋̓̽̚l̶̻̹̗͙͊̽̋͆̈Ḩ̶̗̙̰̊̊͜ę̶͖̣̠̫̀̑l̷̼̯̙̓̀̋̓̽̚l̶̻̹̗͙͊̽̋͆̈Ḩ̶̗̙̰̊̊͜ę̶͖̣̠̫̀̑l̷̼̯̙̓̀̋̓̽̚l̶̻̹̗͙͊̽̋͆̈Ḩ̶̗̙̰̊̊͜ę̶͖̣̠̫̀̑l̷̼̯̙̓̀̋̓̽̚l̶̻̹̗͙͊̽̋͆̈Ḩ̶̗̙̰̊̊͜ę̶͖̣̠̫̀̑l̷̼̯̙̓̀̋̓̽̚l̶̻̹̗͙͊̽̋͆̈Ḩ̶̗̙̰̊̊͜ę̶͖̣̠̫̀̑l̷̼̯̙̓̀̋̓̽̚l̶̻̹̗͙͊̽̋͆̈Ḩ̶̗̙̰̊̊͜ę̶͖̣̠̫̀̑l̷̼̯̙̓̀̋̓̽̚l̶̻̹̗͙͊̽̋͆̈Ḩ̶̗̙̰̊̊͜ę̶͖̣̠̫̀̑l̷̼̯̙̓̀̋̓̽̚l̶̻̹̗͙͊̽̋͆̈
Forging Dreams on this hill of Twilight
トワイライトのこの丘で夢を鍛える
But despite all that, there were still people who reached out their hands and pulled me away from that darkness, such a kind and warm light...
They showed me that there are a lot of things worth fighting for... Things that are worth living for.
So despite how shit this world of ours may be...
...Do you hear it?
それなら、あなたはすでに私の心の中で少なくともヒーローです!
I just can't help but see the beauty in it.
Do you recall when I said that there will always come a time where you would have to choose between the world or humanity?
Yeah! you can just shove that decision right in the garbage bin! To hell with that question!
The correct..no, the only right answer is for you to save it all! ! !
Choosing between either worlds had always been fundementally wrong to begin with!
...Call it a pipe dream...
the songs of these swords?
これらの剣の歌?
But it's the only way...well for me at the very least...
To truly ḩ̷͉̹͓̈̑͋̐͝é̵͉̭͂̀͋l̸̨̯̳͖̓́̑̀̎p̴͓̱̙̈́ people...
Let me tell you something, we can't erase our pain...we can never erase our regrets..
and yet it is thanks to that pain...that love and hope is ever present
Let's get one thing clear...I'm no hero... I could never hope to ever become one...
~じゃあやります!私はあなたのヒーローになります !~
Like I told you, there's a difference between saving people and helping people... I could never, ever become that person who's strong enough to keep saving the people around him...
Yet...
...ありがとうございました...
That smile he gave me, a smile filled with so much joy in saving someone, a smile that I've long forgotten up until now..
...That was the start of a wish...
One last time!
最後にもう一度!
...That wish that built my very being...
I always knew...
,That my very existence has always been flawed,
I've always just been a kid chasing a childish dream
I'm a person with borrowed ideals
I have a soul that's too broken to even repair
I'm a terrible brother
I'm the worst son you could possibly have
I'm such a bad example as a parent
And... I'm quite bad at keeping my promises.
...I'm a person who has yet to hold anything...
Yet I continued being this empty figure for them, for him, for her, and for everyone...
...That's why...
Come forth
出てくる
If nobody will take up this mantle of justice, then I'll continue bearing that mantle...
To protect their Wishes!
彼らの願いを守るために!
You can't wait for a miracle ...
...you need to grasp it with you're own hands
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~So at the very least, If I can't save people...~
~̵͎͆̕ͅ(̴̠̗͆̅?̴̣̩̎)̶̀ͅ ̴̩̹̈͌̚U̸͍̮͋̀̿͜n̵̢̦̊ḻ̷̚͝i̷̪̕m̵̲̯͌i̵͇̬̋̉̀ṯ̸͚̇́̕ḙ̸̡͖̐̅͝d̵͖͎̐ ̸̟͔̎B̴̺̠̭̆͗͐l̷̛̮͍͈̎̑a̴̻̺͐̓̀d̴̟̄͐͝e̸̛͔͑̾ ̵͚̦̇̚͜W̷̟̃͝ō̴̟̻͝r̴̫̙͚̓k̶̡͔̼̿́̀ş̵̅͋ͅ!̶̩̝̾̈́ ̴̣̥͋͑!̸̮̞̿̌ ̴̧̱̖́͆!̸̦͇̃ͅ~̶̘̄͌͌
無制限のブレードワークス! ! !
~Then I'll just have to continue helping them! ! !~
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