When I first got here, I felt like a shell. I was going through motions, that's all. And then I fought a guy, and for a little bit I felt alive again, because I understood fighting, and it feels good. Even when it hurts it feels good because it's coming from the outside and not the inside.
And then I thought, what if that's the only way I'll ever feel alive again. What if that's all I'm good for, because I couldn't imagine anything else. Nothing else felt like fighting did, but I was sick of it too.
When you looked at me, and you thought there was a fight waiting, all of a sudden you looked alive. Excited. It's like why you said you didn't use Hamon. You wanted a fight. It didn't matter who won, just so long as it happened. Right?
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When I first got here, I felt like a shell. I was going through motions, that's all. And then I fought a guy, and for a little bit I felt alive again, because I understood fighting, and it feels good. Even when it hurts it feels good because it's coming from the outside and not the inside.
And then I thought, what if that's the only way I'll ever feel alive again. What if that's all I'm good for, because I couldn't imagine anything else. Nothing else felt like fighting did, but I was sick of it too.
When you looked at me, and you thought there was a fight waiting, all of a sudden you looked alive. Excited. It's like why you said you didn't use Hamon. You wanted a fight. It didn't matter who won, just so long as it happened. Right?