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N: Who are you?

I: IÂ’m a monster.

N: No you’re not. I ‘m a monster, and you are not me.

I: Then if thatÂ’s not what I am, who do you think I am?

N: YouÂ’re dead.

I: Is that a threat?

N: Â….No, itÂ’s a fact.

I: Â…Â…Â…... What makes you think this?

N: I can see it in your eyes

I: YouÂ’re not afraid to look into my eyes?

N: No.

I: I could kill you.

N: No, you canÂ’t. Illusions are only something that can fool the mind, I am apart from my mind, for I am mindless. Is that not what a monster is? You can capture me into your world of lies, but we both know you canÂ’t kill something that never lived.

I: So then we are both dead, lifeless shells that pretend to be. Is that what you think?

N: Yes.

I: If minds are simply things of humans, as you say, then what of you soul?

N: We are dead, our souls float looking for direction, something worth living for. Something worth dieing for.

I: So we are nothing, do you know what will redeem us?

N: No.

I: I know.

N: What?

I: Love. Love is worth living for, worth dieing for. Our souls cry out for love, and with love peace and laughter will surely come, for that is what ones soul thrives on; the wanting to love and be loved.

N: How can one who promotes hate speak of love? Are you that unhappy that you need to bring others down with you?!

I: Sasuke lives for death, so I will grant it to him in hope that he will be redeemed, like us. So I will continue to make him hate until he is overwhelmed, for he will not live until his old self dies.

N: So you knew this all along, you already knew what we were.

I: Yes.

N: So who can I love who will love me back.

I: I will love you back.

N: But I am a mindless, monster. I am dead.

I: So am I.