[This honestly feels like a twisted version of everything that Knives ever wanted and he hates it. He hates the people watching. He hates this world. He hates himself for ever thinking that his brother begging for forgiveness would ever be satisfactory.
The self-loathing mixes with the regret and remorse and makes him feel like the monster everyone believes he is.
He shifts his leg so that his boot is by Vash's face.]
Show me how much better you can do, my dear brother.
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The self-loathing mixes with the regret and remorse and makes him feel like the monster everyone believes he is.
He shifts his leg so that his boot is by Vash's face.]
Show me how much better you can do, my dear brother.