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"Morgan, why do you fight? You know deep down it is futile," the voice echoed within Morgan's head, its voice infected with a ghastly resonance.
"That's not true!" she snapped back desperately. "I... I don't doubt myself anymore-"
"Oh but you do Morgan..." it replied with sly snicker. "You've been getting far too comfortable within the Cadets... laughing, playing games, having crushes.... And so you were able to pathetically hide those emotions behind a fake smile."
"It wasn't fake!" she retorted truthfully. "I... I really did smile with all my heart... I was finally able to move on and forget-"
"But... you ₦ɆVɆⱤ did overcome it."
"..." Morgan hesitated. Stunned and speechless, she refused to believe what the voice was telling her. The whispers around her began quickly intensifying like a bellowing inferno as they continued echoing within her mind.
"When it comes to a moment like this when your life is at stake... it doesn't matter how far you've pushed back that trauma to the back of your head, it will always come erupting back up like it never left! Like a drunkard throwing up his alcohol! Hah! But..." it paused, changing its tone. "Do you know why, Morgan?
"..."
"It's because you're ₩Ɇ₳₭!" it sneered, circling around the anxious girl. "You've always been weak the moment you came out your mother's womb!"
Those words struck Morgan deeply, wedging a knife straight through her delicate heart. "I'm... not... weak..." she whispered without much enthusiasm. "I can fight... I have the strength to protect others-"
"Cut the crap!" the voice laughed mockingly. "You're weak and you know it. You're not like Mikasa Ackermann or Khye... you're bottom of the barrel at most things!"
"...Please... stop..."
"You can't even protect yourself and you want to protect others?!" it mocked and chuckled. "Take a look at yourself in the mirror! You're not even physically built for a life like this!"
"...But..." she muttered, her voice shaking. At this point, she just wanted to run away. "That doesn't mean I can't still fight... My friends are there for me-"
"The ONLY reason you made the top 10 is because of your medical skills - when it comes to Titan combat, you're painfully average."
"..."
"See? Even you cannot stray away from the truth! Actually... let me stop sugar coating it - you're ₱₳₮ⱧɆ₮ł₵."
"..."
"You're ₩ØⱤ₮ⱧⱠɆ₴₴ Morgan. You're ₱₳₮ⱧɆ₮ł₵."
"Please get out of my head..."
"₩ØⱤ₮ⱧⱠɆ₴₴ ₳₦Đ ₱₳₮ⱧɆ₮ł₵!"
The girl began to shake her head furiously, trying to dispel the voices, but was unable to. "Just... stay away from me!" she suddenly raised her voice, collapsing onto her knees.
