The demons knew what he felt for you, Kikyo. So they made me. He was a broken man, a husk who was better off dead. He gave his body to demons so that he could take a form you loved. But I... I hated those emotions. I hated them because I knew they could never be returned. It made me weak. It brought us so much pain...
[ Naraku buried his head in his arms, propped up by his knees. ]
So I saw the Shikon no Tama. I thought it was the only way I could ever forget what I felt for you. But... here we are. In this world. This hell.
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Date: 2011-09-25 06:21 am (UTC)[ Naraku buried his head in his arms, propped up by his knees. ]
So I saw the Shikon no Tama. I thought it was the only way I could ever forget what I felt for you. But... here we are. In this world. This hell.