All through the disaster that had been happening to him over the past days, Kruxe had kept trying to keep his mind steady, wanting to stay rational and though several times his mental strength had collapsed, he never blamed anyone for being the sole cause of his problems.
Even his father, as the man came before him, as much as Kruxe was angry with the man, so was he angry with himself, blaming his weakness and lack of awareness for the loss of his mother and, most importantly, Cletina's and Rita's deaths, but as the voice in his head spoke, every bottled-up emotion was opened and ready to burst.
[Your actions are putting your health in a dire state. I came to advise you to eat.]
Though the words were spoken gently and politely, carrying no sense of accusation or mockery, all these didn't matter to Kruxe, he let dam within him burst out.
