@voidwardcn asked: (For Ragna) "Why are you looking at me like that? Yes, I deceived you. I’ll deceive anyone if I have to, why should you be special?"
People, he shouldn’t trust people. He should have known it, but... A heavy sigh escaped his lips, muffled up by the mask he wore. “I should have never listened to you...” Ragna began as the tentacles behind him swayed restlessly between being visible and disappearing from sight. “The moment I try to be helpful, be good for somebody, it seems like all that effort is for nothing.” His voice was tired, he was tired, to acting good. It really wasn’t for him, to bed good, when the world was never good to him.
The parasite within him squirmed, made his flesh bulge under is skin, like it wanted to be set free, to devour those that gave him any sort of mental or physical distress. “I may not be special to you, I am nothing but a fool of a man. A fool of a man that carries a monster within me.” Ragna’s feet began to drag along the floor, his tentacles latched onto the floor, pulling him forward to get closer to the woman.
“A monster that is more angry at you, than, I, as a person am.” Protective parasite, he should be grateful that he had it, but was fighting really worth it? Should he throw his body at her, only to be ripped to shreds while he tries to rip her apart?
