He is a saint who is cold yet compassionate
Iāve lost count of how many times Fred silently stood beside me, his beautiful blue eyes scanning my āresultsā again and again, before revealing an anger he could hardly contain. I liked the way he looked at me like that. I liked seeing him tormented by helplessness, foolishly carrying my sins. Breaking the backbone of integrity isnāt difficult, but Fred has his own stubbornness; I know he lives by his principles. Sometimes I even miss the sound of a rifle butt striking his cheekbone, the way he would shakily stand, begging for others with hatred in his eyes. Kindnessāthis thingāis at the top of my list of deadly allergens. I warned him that if he dared speak another wordā¦ He feared neither death nor sought it, because he knew that living beside me could save lives. Threats instantly became meaningless. His faith is far stronger than mine, and because of that, he loves me. Does he love me?
Fred says I am unpredictable. āI, I, Iā the only sole subject forms my entire speech module; even giving is merely another form of claiming civilization. When I said I loved him, my intention was a declaration of affection, meant to prevent him from interpreting me. Fred replied indifferently, āNever.ā Yet he continues to interpret. He has accepted an absurd fate and continues to fulfill his responsibilities, and this sense of calm has never appeared in my long, distant days. I know the future may never even come.
Namika kidnapped the cowboy Fred, irresistibly drawn to the obsessive sense of justice he carried. There was none of the romantic or thrilling life depicted in later entertainment works. Before meeting Namika, Fred spent his days tirelessly working on the ranch. He was young, ordinary, and had a heart more precious than gold. He hated Namika, just as he hated all criminals who burned, looted, and murderedābut over time, he developed compassion for her.
In this timeline, Namika was raised by her most unhinged and cruel uncle, Einosuke. She is now a connected member of a small gang, where a dozen desperate outlaws maintain their ties through a cult. She draws satisfaction and a sense of security from violence, clinging to fragile strength, trapped in severe anxiety perilously close to despair. Namika is childish and unstable, as if she were a sacrifice to the 19th century, RIP.
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