Chapter 8: 8: The Love I Felt, My Ailing Mind
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I'm happy.
The 'Demon Lord' is before my eyes, and I'm happy.
I feel power from the 'Demon Lord', and I'm happy.
I'm being tormented by the 'Demon Lord', and I'm happy.
Why am I thinking this way?
No, that can wait.
Why am I feeling these things?
These are that girl's memories. Not my own experiences.
And yet, I can feel them as if I experienced them myself.
Sensations I should not be able to feel.
Emotions I should not be able to perceive.
To think that not only have the memories been visualized, but I'm also re-experiencing the actual feelings.
This is a first for me.
But it isn't enjoyable.
This is... sad.
The person I've loved for so long is right in front of me.
That person is making a face I've never seen before.
That person is trying to kill me.