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You do realize you're talking to the man who slaughtered a hundred men. I think it makes your question kind of pointless. You're just following your path, you still believe that, don't you?
Is this reality? It has always been at my side, through pain I could hardly endure. Yes, this is part of me. Whenever I met death, my sword was with me as I moved past it. For all the places I have seen, and people I can never forget, I felt everything through the tip of my sword. This sword is the proof that I ever lived.
What are you, idiots? Your head has been cut off, your leader is dead, your castle has fallen. Don't tell me you haven't figured it out yet!
It is my perception that a true friend never relies on another’s dream. A person with the potential to be my true friend must be able to find his reason for life without my help. And, he would have to put his heart and soul into protecting his dream. He would never hesitate to fight for his dream, even against me. For me, a true friend is one who stands equal on those terms.
I enjoy fighting you, my friend. You'd go to any length to defeat me. But now, you can't wield your sword unless I move. I wouldn't mind if you'd rather postpone this.
One way or another, I'll get what I want
That day you left, that's when I knew. The thing I could not stop gazing at and thinking about wasn't Griffith, kneeling in the snow defeated for the first time and devastated by it. It was you, watching you walk away from us and never look back. It gripped me, I couldn't accept what I was feeling, this woman unable to blink, unable to turn away as you disappeared. The life I had led since the moment I met Griffith all at once felt betrayed
You haven't changed in the past three years. You're satisfied as long as you get to just cross swords with the enemy. You don't care at all about the lives of the men you lead; you're just a mad dog
If you call this man (Griffith) your friend, know this: when you regard one another as brother, and this man's ambition comes crashing down, it is your destiny to face your death! You can not escape YOUR FFFAAATTTEEE!!!
: You only need to chant the words 'I sacrifice', and you shall be granted raven-black wings upon which you shall soar towards your castle
: The threads of causality have now been bounded. The promised time has come. The lives of those who bear the brand, from the last drop of blood to the last moment of your agonizing death, will feed life to the new child of darkness.
Thank goodness! I'd almost given you up. You haven't moved at all in four days.
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