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"Oh look, it's him."

"Wow, why're your eyes so freaking  red?"

"Whaddya do, pour your own blood in them?"

"No...I don't..."

"Then tell us why they're so bloody red, idiot."

"I don't know why!"

"Hey, maybe he's a vampire."

"Hah! More like a monster."

"Devil!"

"Beast!"

Look back into your foolish past.

You will never be like them.

They cast you out and tormented you.

You want revenge.

We all would, if like you.

Isn't that right?

No, he didn't hunger for revenge. He just wanted to have someone he could trust, befriend, and talk to. But that task seemed impossible to him, after so many tries.

Luciano had given up a long time ago.

 The voices still kept him unpleasant company, serenading him with words of venom, day after day.

He knew that the poisoned songs would leak into his mind, terrorizing him with hatred and pain, and one day, he would lose the tranquil mist that shrouded him from the discord.

All that the corrupted voices wanted was revenge. 

Sweet, sweet revenge.

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