Aether continued watching the vision unfold, he saw his parents treating him like an outcast, their contempt only growing after word spread about his so-called defectiveness.
[See? Even though it's their fault, they're still pinning all the blame on you... What a sad, pitiful child you are…]
The words loomed in front of him, sinister and haunting, trying to provoke a response, but Aether remained composed.
"Yeah, they're total bitches," he said flatly, "I see that now... And I get it. I'm just a pathetic child, clinging to things I could never have." His voice was devoid of emotion, almost robotic.
[...]
The words seemed to pause, as though they were calculating, wondering if their taunts were having any effect.
