the reason.
the reason why I left.
the reason why I betrayed.
the reason why I didn't say a thing.
it's like an endless waltz. While the dolls are dancing around, Coppelia is still the main attraction. Did they only thought once that it might have been Swanilda? There is no such thing as a dancing puppet.
The only thing I can do now is hold the strings of a marionette.
But this is only a foul's game.
Even if I explain why.
They won't ever see it the same way.
They won't probably even understand.
What they see in me is already dead.
And they don't care.
As my sole purpose is to give strength.
It's not like I'm useless or something, in fact, I think I'm pretty useful.
But in the end, I'm only an implement of war.
...
five.
I think the best I could do is ten. I just hope that things will work out.
If they think I went in cahoot with the enemy fine.
They just have proven how really shallow they are...
