Fifth Hex-[Written/Voice]
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Horcruxes. Souls. Granger. Death. Murder. Sex. Love. Occulmency. Genesis 4:1-17.
It's a lot to think about, isn't it? How am I supposed to know if my soul's split into different pieces now? It wasn't my fault. I didn't mean to kill her. I shouldn't be this bothered.
That woman started talking about Horcruxes and the Dark Lord. He has several. That means he's not going to die as easily as everyone thinks. Horcruxes only occur when a person murders another and splits their soul, putting a piece of it into something inanimate. Is it possible then that I'm just like him. Now that I've killed. -no.
Granger's here now and she's just as obnoxious as I remember. Of all the people they could have brought, it had to be her? At least it wasn't Potter. It's almost funny to watch her not know everything. I know everything she doesn't. It's empowering, as usual.
My arm's almost healed but it's still useless for now. Another week or two and it'll be normal. Whatever normal is. I'm not normal, normal people are boring and degrading and disgusting...
...what am I even doing.
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At least everyone's stopped talking about the battle. Now what's there to do here? I've grown rather bored of this place. Even Hogwarts would be better than here. I would have been in school for a week already.
Naoya, a word, if you will.