XIII
This, led to the shameful result of this.
The blatant weakness of a loving heart. Isn't it enough evidence? First, the sorrowful speech of an anguished soul, craving for reason to have his heart removed. A moment of complete weakness, which was easily seen by predators, and others who might have talked privately. They perceived this as the most tactical momentum to incapacitate a possible threat, with the sole purpose of neutralizing an enemy by turning them into an ally.
Utilizing him to dismantle the Organization XIII, the entity who they fear the most.
My reflection has allowed himself manipulated by his heart, and all those who claim the most pure form of friendship at his side. Ironically, those were the ones who easily slew a large number of the Organization members in the past. Yet, he trusts them, listens to them, finds consolation in their loving words of folly.
Following his heart, this had led him to obliteration, and plans to drag each one of us with him. The Organization as a whole must cease to exist, in his own deranged reasoning. Wavering lies he cannot truly back up, our ultimate goal is still to gain a heart. But certainly... not a heart filled with love, compassion, kindness.
Behold, fellow nobodies... behold what a heart filled with love can do. The extremist act attempting to destroy the Organization, attacking our core purposes with veiled fallacies.
Unlike me, he has a heart, and he is powerless to control it. Consumed by his own passions which will lead him to his own demise, following the steps of that fool, Ansem the Wise.
We, the Organization XIII, shall continue with its original goal, which each one of us know perfectly. Our methods shall remain unknown, as they have always been.
The only true hearts...
Hearts quivering with hatred...
Hearts burning with rage...
Hearts scarred by envy.
Certainly not, the one my reflection claims to possess... only a lie created by the denizens of light.
He has kindness, he cares, he claims to feel regret, sorrow, love... Heed me, Nobodies, Is this the heart we seek? Is this farce, the heart we need?
[vii]Number VII, Saïx, you, who were loyal to our purposes. Will you so easily succumb to the love they offer? Haven't you learned? Has your reasoning lost its sane balance, inclined to desert the Organization and believe this faulty apology my own reflection has offered? Will you blindly follow his demented way? Obviously, that is not how you will obtain what you desire the most.[/]
[private]I have a headache.
Twelve hours of sleep after an extremely long day yesterday... I wake up and find this happening. It is even worse than awakening while being observed by IV's lab assistant.[/]
The blatant weakness of a loving heart. Isn't it enough evidence? First, the sorrowful speech of an anguished soul, craving for reason to have his heart removed. A moment of complete weakness, which was easily seen by predators, and others who might have talked privately. They perceived this as the most tactical momentum to incapacitate a possible threat, with the sole purpose of neutralizing an enemy by turning them into an ally.
Utilizing him to dismantle the Organization XIII, the entity who they fear the most.
My reflection has allowed himself manipulated by his heart, and all those who claim the most pure form of friendship at his side. Ironically, those were the ones who easily slew a large number of the Organization members in the past. Yet, he trusts them, listens to them, finds consolation in their loving words of folly.
Following his heart, this had led him to obliteration, and plans to drag each one of us with him. The Organization as a whole must cease to exist, in his own deranged reasoning. Wavering lies he cannot truly back up, our ultimate goal is still to gain a heart. But certainly... not a heart filled with love, compassion, kindness.
Behold, fellow nobodies... behold what a heart filled with love can do. The extremist act attempting to destroy the Organization, attacking our core purposes with veiled fallacies.
Unlike me, he has a heart, and he is powerless to control it. Consumed by his own passions which will lead him to his own demise, following the steps of that fool, Ansem the Wise.
We, the Organization XIII, shall continue with its original goal, which each one of us know perfectly. Our methods shall remain unknown, as they have always been.
The only true hearts...
Hearts quivering with hatred...
Hearts burning with rage...
Hearts scarred by envy.
Certainly not, the one my reflection claims to possess... only a lie created by the denizens of light.
He has kindness, he cares, he claims to feel regret, sorrow, love... Heed me, Nobodies, Is this the heart we seek? Is this farce, the heart we need?
[vii]Number VII, Saïx, you, who were loyal to our purposes. Will you so easily succumb to the love they offer? Haven't you learned? Has your reasoning lost its sane balance, inclined to desert the Organization and believe this faulty apology my own reflection has offered? Will you blindly follow his demented way? Obviously, that is not how you will obtain what you desire the most.[/]
[private]I have a headache.
Twelve hours of sleep after an extremely long day yesterday... I wake up and find this happening. It is even worse than awakening while being observed by IV's lab assistant.[/]