I had never felt this way before. I know—it's because of my powers, because I'm aware of things the other so-called NPCs can't even begin to grasp. The feeling burns in my chest like a restless volcano, and no matter how much I try to smother it, the pressure only builds. One day I might burst. One day I really will.
…Sigh.
What am I even rambling about? I don't have that luxury. I can't afford to let emotions rule me. I have to keep the story moving. Still, what I told myself is true. I'm done being their plaything. From this day forward, I'll carve out my own empire in the land they forbid me to touch. And once I reach it, I'll reform it, shape it into something no one can take away.
That thought came to me the moment Bite mentioned it, but I didn't dare say it out loud. No need to burden him with more worry.
"I believe they're waiting for me. I shouldn't keep my friends and… wives." The last word leaves my mouth like a stone forced through clenched teeth, awkward and heavy.
