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Outside the team's tent, in the driving rain, Cat-Eyed Dream screamed at the black sky. | Outside the team's tent, in the driving rain, Cat-Eyed Dream screamed at the black sky. | ||
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...over and over I swore to them it was an accident, but from the way they looked at me, I could tell they were all asking the same question in their hearts. I know because I can't stop asking it of myself. When I saw him lying on the groud before me while the rest of the mob scattered, the bleeding hole where my fist had been ''in his back'', I knew I had messed up. Sure they were lead by a nemissary, but they didn't know it. Sure they had started the fight, but they broke and ran as soon as I began using celestial martial arts. One of them just didn't run fast enough. | ...over and over I swore to them it was an accident, but from the way they looked at me, I could tell they were all asking the same question in their hearts. I know because I can't stop asking it of myself. When I saw him lying on the groud before me while the rest of the mob scattered, the bleeding hole where my fist had been ''in his back'', I knew I had messed up. Sure they were lead by a nemissary, but they didn't know it. Sure they had started the fight, but they broke and ran as soon as I began using celestial martial arts. One of them just didn't run fast enough. | ||
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He's dead now, but I might as well be. How can I face my masters once again, after what I have done, knowing what I have become? How can I return to my father with pride? | He's dead now, but I might as well be. How can I face my masters once again, after what I have done, knowing what I have become? How can I return to my father with pride? | ||
− | I suppose it doesn't matter, in the end. We'll all share Murinada's fate, eventually. Then I won't have to answer for | + | I suppose it doesn't matter, in the end. We'll all share Murinada's fate, eventually. Then I won't have to answer for crimes... at least not to the living. |
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[[Heaven's Mandate]] | [[Heaven's Mandate]] |