"Look what you did! Look where your love brought you! Onto your knees, crying and broken, holding the girl you loved, loved, loved! By loving that girl, look what pain you brought--not only onto yourself, but her! So thoughtlessly, so painfully, so arrogantly, you proclaimed your love! You killed her! With your own two hands, you twisted her! Yes, yes, yes! It was you, Ren! You! Your selfishness, your weakness, your depravity--all of that led to--this."
As the Marquis released such twisted words through his wicked lips, tears of his own fell down his pale cheeks as if mocking the sadness that wrung the young man's heart.
"No...it wasn't me," he shook his head as his eyes trembled, "I didn't do this. I didn't do this."
