She is a machine made only for killing. She gathered all creatures together to shed blood brutally and mercilessly. But she chose her own path, fleeing her nightmares to search for a life for herself. But how long can she escape? __________ " No, I'm not angry with you. " He took a step toward me, and his closeness made me feel a strange warmth, a loving warmth, a warmth I want to feel all the time, and I know I can't. " So what's wrong? I know I overstepped my bounds with what I said in the forest, but that's only because I care about you and don't want you to feel alone. " I couldn't hold back the sarcastic laugh that escaped my lips, which made him frown slightly, annoyed that I was mocking his words, so I explained to him. “You don't know me, and we've barely spoken five times. You can't care about me, and more than that, I don't want you to care about me. I want to feel alone, and I like that feeling because I will always be alone. Your temporary presence in my life won't change anything.”