...Hijiri......Forgive me, Lord Toramaru. I made you listen to my rambling.I'm not sure I really... understand it anymore. My own existence.Why I'm here today. Why I was born. Why I live.
Suffer, age, grow old... and in the end......
Ghh...!
...Birth, old age, disease and death. People are born and go through their lives carrying the four forms of suffering.Hijiri knows that so well it hurts, and yet.
She can't understand.
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