- He was perfect! An idiot blinded by revenge with a hero complex! I couldn't have dreamt of a better person to find, so I thought at the moment. I told him I'm a god who saw his suffering and came to change his fate. Make him a hero who will free his people. He bought it! Ha ha ha! - the other me burst into laughter.
He had to wipe the tears from his eyes, that's how funny he found that part of his own story.
I just wanted this to be over. Preferably by discovering a way out for myself. I really wanted to fight him. To beat him up. I thought that I was strong enough to do it because of the last fruit I'd consumed.
A second later he again shattered my bones, and tore the flesh apart, just to keep me in that state of borderline agony.
