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"No! Kill him with your hands... With your bare fucking hands. Grab his neck and... snap it clean."
"A painless death~Hehe~"
The voice slammed against his mind.
"..."
Young Aether's hands trembled violently.
*No, I cannot... t-this-- I can't do this to a child!*
"What? You are ready to take your enemies' lives without hesitation and save yourself from anyone, and yet... when it comes to taking the life of this suffering child with your own bare hands, you step back? You shameless cunt!"
Young Aether bit his trembling lips.
"You need to understand that what you're doing is truly best for him...
Saving his life by ending it...
So take it with your hands and feel every second of how it goes.
Don't be a fucking cunt! Do it already!!"
"DO IT."
"DO IT."
"DO IT."
The voice hammered inside his mind again and again, echoing louder in his skull, relentless and merciless, as if its only goal was to break him completely and force him to do it.
