[ It was a collective indolence, a mental blockade that kept the majority from allowing their mind to expand that far. Fighting wasn't meant to train, but to serve as a therapeutic means to temporarily liberate the mentality of war that had been nurtured, hoarded into an unrelenting yearning for victory in strength throughout their childhood. A noble reply - scarce, if not nearly nonexistent from the place he came from, but it wasn't something he could register in empathy. The statement following after, however compiled idle confusion into warm familiarity. In his own way, perhaps he can understand now.
Akira would have questioned her, if he remained stagnant, never-changing. But, that subtle conviction reminded him of what he had vehemently rejected in the past, what he had gradually honed with every lingering absence of several hours that entered metamorphosis that developed into days. He began to wonder for the first time since he had arrived if he would be able to protect anyone, his friend in particular, with the way he was now, if it was in his best interest to ignore the general dissatisfaction of working with others to achieve what he currently aimed for. ]
The people you want to protect, are they here, too?
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Akira would have questioned her, if he remained stagnant, never-changing. But, that subtle conviction reminded him of what he had vehemently rejected in the past, what he had gradually honed with every lingering absence of several hours that entered metamorphosis that developed into days. He began to wonder for the first time since he had arrived if he would be able to protect anyone, his friend in particular, with the way he was now, if it was in his best interest to ignore the general dissatisfaction of working with others to achieve what he currently aimed for. ]
The people you want to protect, are they here, too?