[ roland cackles, his own voice echoing with dozens of others that are no longer in this world. right, right. the flowers around them are going to spill out the truth anyway, so why continue to hide it? ]

What truth? That I killed countless people in search for the truth?!

[ "i just wanted an outlet for this helplessness i keep feeling over and over." "it was futile anyway. i couldn't protect her." "it's people's fault... it's the city's fault."

he cautiously watches daan, his eyes warily boring their gazes at him. as expected, daan has little to no offensive skills. roland can easily tear him apart, and that's what he will do in a second. ]

I don't know how... you could keep calm after that, Daan. I thought you of all people would understand me. But you're just like everyone else I knew.

[ "o my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved." ]