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*sup gaiz. Asch here, standing on the ledge of a very, very high tower. please pull him away, and give him a bitching to, k?*

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Oh.

...She's still why I want to figure out why you're good.

Don't ask me.

I'm not. I'm just watching you to figure it out. I don't want to have to tell her you died, though...

*shifts towards the edge a little* Doesn't matter.

...I still don't think anything bad enough for you to do this could have happened.

*looks over his shoulder* Hey kid... Have you ever gotten raped by your own father?

No, not by Father...

Have you grown up not knowing what kind of affection your parents are supposed to give you? Have they hurt you in more ways you can even think of, and leave you to nurse your injuries yourself>

...They didn't hurt me... Father never cared about me, though.

...And Master Van hurt me.

...And what about your mother?

She cared... She couldn't do anything about it, though... She was too sick. And Guy hated me... Master Van was the only one who cared, but then when he was all I had he hurt me.

...

That's why I like it here... Nobody here hurts me. They all care about me and want me to be happy.

Everyone I care about... I end up hurting them all.

If you jump then they'll be hurt more.

It'll be the last time I hurt them.

But it will hurt even more than any other time, and it won't ever stop hurting.

They'll get over it.

No they won't.

Why not? I'm worthless. Mom and Dad were right.

They must not think so... I don't know why, I don't know you. But I know her, at least, and if you really were worthless she wouldn't care.

She shouldn't.

She still does. That's what matters.

She's an idiot, then.

So? She cares, it doesn't matter why.