Hmm… seems like you're alive this time, and exhausted.

That voice, when was the last time he have heard of that? Nonetheless he doesn't care, tired of being weak and useless to save his friends from the campus. His eyes were shining scarlet that it has sharp black pupils with orange hue, the gold and red feathers scattering around him when he was laying on the ground in the darkness--staring at the medium-sized pendant that was floating before his eyes instead of his pendant of his bracelet, weakened by the wounds that made him weak.

His gaze narrowed with tiredness that he can't believe he was weak like this, he had enough of this after all. From the trauma of being his experiment (despite already saving him and that's what he got from him) with the torture upon him, his grandparents betraying his family and now the Phantom Eruption took a toll on him.

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His tears came to streaming down from his eyes that he can't express his emotions, it made him had to talk slowly and carefully due to the severe wounds. "I don't know... anymore... I feel like an idiot, a piece of trash, a burden--I don't want to die, a useless person that I..." the core appeared in front of him when the core revealed its true power, feeling the warmth within his whole body in him.

"That's it… I had enough… of being weak…"