[If Serph was the sort, he'd laugh at that. He'd spent his time in the Junkyard, questioning their suffering. He'd spent his time in "Nirvana" realising they're suffering because of something he did five years ago.
Something he doesn't remember.
He doesn't deserve it? Maybe he does. Maybe he does. That's his karma, isn't it? Serph's hand idly goes to his abdomen, where Agni's arm had torn through him. He was just paying it back, paying back the karma he owes.
He appreciates the words from Angelo nevertheless. He might not remember what he's done in the past, but... he's glad it seems he's done some good. He turns his gaze to Angelo and nods.]
Thank you.
[He means it. But the world he left behind, that doesn't really matter any more. He doesn't believe he's as good as Angelo seems to think he is, but...]
All I can do is keep searching for Nirvana from here.
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Something he doesn't remember.
He doesn't deserve it? Maybe he does. Maybe he does. That's his karma, isn't it? Serph's hand idly goes to his abdomen, where Agni's arm had torn through him. He was just paying it back, paying back the karma he owes.
He appreciates the words from Angelo nevertheless. He might not remember what he's done in the past, but... he's glad it seems he's done some good. He turns his gaze to Angelo and nods.]
Thank you.
[He means it. But the world he left behind, that doesn't really matter any more. He doesn't believe he's as good as Angelo seems to think he is, but...]
All I can do is keep searching for Nirvana from here.