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LEVEL 1
I’m an asshole.
I hated you for creating me. For what I am. For what I should have been.
But none of that shit matters, does it? We’ve been awake a long time, huh, grandma...
How could I? How could I abuse my power as the beloved; as the hero? As Kainé? You gave me that name. You and grandpa. I wasn’t a number. I wasn't an object. Though I was a weapon, you raised me as your child.
But I erased all of that when I found out, when I—
LEVEL 2
You weren’t the perfect person. Hell, you were pretty rotten sometimes. But you didn’t deserve to be betrayed. To be caged like a fucking animal.
Somewhere in those glazed, monstrous eyes, I can still see you. Do you still see me?
…do you still think I’m pretty?
Would your eyes be clear—would your body be normal—if I hadn’t turned my back on you? Hadn’t made you out to be some kind of… freak?
LEVEL 3
What was it like, being all alone? Being so powerful and strange, that even among your own people you were seen as a monster? It must’ve driven you insane.
I guess that’s why I’m dying now. Because of you. Because of me. Fuck it, grandpa even had a part in this, you know.
I miss him… don’t you?
LEVEL 4
It’ll be over soon. The Starling's song of reason is silence. Or are we just too dull to hear him now?
A real hero will kill us—all of this thing that is "us" now. And then maybe, in some new place, I can look at you with eyes that are not so monstrous as my own.
Don’t hate me forever, grandma.