"But I can't be like that. I don't want to be a monster anymore. I'm tired of being something like that. I just want to be human."
So stop it.
I can't take it.
If I lose any more of myself, then who the hell is [Inaba Himeko] anymore?
These are just the last strands of me that I can hang on to...
...No. Maybe I didn't have control of anything in the first place.
[ And as if her own narration being a trigger, the sound of chains can be heard coming from above but not the sight of them. No, what becomes more visible now are strings.
Strings that hang off of Inaba's body reaching up into the sky above--
A sky that feels more like a void now, with a hand gripping onto a control rod. There's a distinct noise that comes with the next narration.
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So stop it.
I can't take it.
If I lose any more of myself, then who the hell is [Inaba Himeko] anymore?
These are just the last strands of me that I can hang on to...
...No. Maybe I didn't have control of anything in the first place.
[ And as if her own narration being a trigger, the sound of chains can be heard coming from above but not the sight of them. No, what becomes more visible now are strings.
Strings that hang off of Inaba's body reaching up into the sky above--
A sky that feels more like a void now, with a hand gripping onto a control rod. There's a distinct noise that comes with the next narration.
Tap, tap, tap,
clack, clack clack-
The sound of a keyboard. ]
[She's] just a puppet, after all.