He turned his head in almost a shameful disgust. Had he really gone crazy. Oh well, being surrounded in this living hell could do that. He knew that being in this place was terrible, but he really had nowhere else to go. He really didn't feel that there was any place that was right for him anymore, considering what he did... Ah yes, such a shame that this hope went all to waste. Of course, he had lost that hope a long time ago and now there was nothing to him, he was almost just like a shadow in this world, he really didn't see a point to his existence anymore considering that there was nothing left to this world other than despair.
Staring at the male, who was almost an exact mirror of him- yes, it was what he had thought. But, despite everything it didn't seem like a hallucination. So, how could this be? Oh well, he didn't really feel like figuring out those details since it would just be a waste of time in the first place. But, he guessed that it would prove to be somewhat interesting. Unfortunately his face did not waver when he heard the male speak his own name, with his voice- but as much as they were the same he could tell that they were also different- even given their appearances. His hair was doused in blood, his face was scratched up, his clothes were a bit torn up but mostly in tact. While the other looked perfectly normal, at least he looked that way.
Tilting his head slightly, as his eyes scanned his.... other self. His eyes had no life in them and he almost looked like a dead person- if it wasn't for the fact that he was actually alive. But the other, he was bursting with life- like he still had hope... huh, good for him then. Despite being Super High School Level Despair, he still wasn't all too hot on despair, if anything he wished that all this despair would just go away- but that wasn't the case at all and so he would have to bare with it. With his loss of hope, he faced his reality and he knew that there wasn't going to be any change with these kinds of damages done to this world.
He gave a small smirk, it was a faint one but it was enough to let a small laugh. Maybe he was almost jealous of the other, jealous that he was able to keep something as precious as hope with him- but then again there was nothing that he could do about it
...He always just let life gamble for him.
He spoke in an almost sarcastic voice if it already didn't give a deadpan, having no care in what happened, like he didn't have a care in the world, not like he actually did. But there was one question that he had to ask, it was just something that he felt he was dying to ask.
"Well, 'Makoto Naegi' mind telling me what you're doing here? It's not very smart to be on the streets when the world is like this you know"
The brunette said that name with all the bitterness in his heart, and maybe that was wrong to say it in such a way, but maybe he said it in bitterness towards himself. It wasn't like he could say that name with any pride in the first place... not after what.... he did. No, there was no way that he ever could forgive himself....
....yes, truly it was pathetic.
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