An entire holiday simply for the purpose of promoting love and affection, symbolized by hearts. Were I capable of it I believe I could grow to hate this time of year.
What was left in their wake were people like me. Nobodies, which is to say beings lacking a heart. The leftover shells that were once human, if you will. Ienzo died with his world; I am all that remains.
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