buzen spent so long being the blade that did not feel emotion, but possessed an awareness. even if the details were foggy, he has memories of being in someone else's possession, in learning the different way that a hand gripped him could betray the turmoil that went on in the human heart. fear, anger, anxiety - nothing that he truly grasped until he was summoned into this form no sooner than three years ago and felt it all for himself.
it didn't occur to him that there may be ways in which the brain can learn to feel, whether by upbringing or by this apparent retraining. for so long, he knew the heart simply for what it was - in this natural, painful, untarnished shape.
he looks guilty after the memory plays - but he is not perturbed by the images of massacre itself, not when he was the tool used to orchestrate so many of these scenes before.]
tags this now that we're not going insane over bites
buzen spent so long being the blade that did not feel emotion, but possessed an awareness. even if the details were foggy, he has memories of being in someone else's possession, in learning the different way that a hand gripped him could betray the turmoil that went on in the human heart. fear, anger, anxiety - nothing that he truly grasped until he was summoned into this form no sooner than three years ago and felt it all for himself.
it didn't occur to him that there may be ways in which the brain can learn to feel, whether by upbringing or by this apparent retraining. for so long, he knew the heart simply for what it was - in this natural, painful, untarnished shape.
he looks guilty after the memory plays - but he is not perturbed by the images of massacre itself, not when he was the tool used to orchestrate so many of these scenes before.]
... that seemed pretty private, Fei Du. Sorry.