[And here he is, trudging along his path like a colossus, unable to be stopped.]
[He falls silent at that. Yes, the City would never want anything like it. So be it. At the end, he could turn back to his dream, tear out his own heart, and use the blood to cut it all down.]
[He could do that, if he loses everything.]
[Vergilius shakes his head.]
......Mm. [He doesn't know what to say.] Should we go....?
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[The despair he felt.]
[And here he is, trudging along his path like a colossus, unable to be stopped.]
[He falls silent at that. Yes, the City would never want anything like it. So be it. At the end, he could turn back to his dream, tear out his own heart, and use the blood to cut it all down.]
[He could do that, if he loses everything.]
[Vergilius shakes his head.]
......Mm. [He doesn't know what to say.] Should we go....?