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In truth, he really couldn’t care less if he died or not. However, he would be pretty sad if those around him became depressed. He knew for sure that Charles would…Vincent’s thought trailed off. It meant a lot to him that Charles would defend his life like this, but in the end he guessed he didn’t really care. His ego was strange. Some part of him believed that he was above all. He could be the god of this world, and he wholly believed it. One day he would transcend above the lowly scum of this world. Unconsciously, Vincent rubbed the sore, bruised part of his arm that got beaten up recently. At some moments, he felt like he was the sort of person that deserved only the worst in the world. Some part of him always believed he deserved all the torment that was targeted at him. Vincent stopped rubbing the sore patch on his arm. Oh well, he didn’t like that idea so much.
- Part 11 of Song Fics