"The sharp blade cut into my body. Blood-soaked hands tore organs from my abdomen. The deep malice mixed into those trembling, excited faces filled me with pain and hatred."
"It was under such circumstances that Yhwach was born."
"In a sense, he truly could be considered my child—a child born from hatred and pain, a child whose father was taken by the world the moment he was born, a child robbed of everything by the world."
At this, the Soul King let out a heavy sigh, his words carrying a remorse that bordered on anguish.
"Because of my hatred, from the day Yhwach was born, the world took everything from him. He had no limbs, no arms, no hearing, no sense of touch... He did not even possess something as basic as emotions. All he ever knew was boundless loneliness and deathly silence, just like within this crystal where I reside."
"But while the world's will stripped him of everything, he also gained the power to strip everything from the world. Perhaps that was the price—while the world advanced, it planted a calamity belonging to the old world."
"Anyone who touched Yhwach would receive the part he lacked. And after they died, their missing part, along with all the sensations and knowledge gained after obtaining that power, would return to Yhwach. Through this method, he plundered everything in this world."
After saying that, the Soul King did not continue.
For a time, only Asano Kiyoshi's breathing rose and fell slowly within the entire Soul King Palace. The vast, empty palace seemed to speak of His sorrow.
After a long while, Asano Kiyoshi finally spoke slowly.
"If the world treated you this way, don't you have any resentment? Don't you want to come out?"
Hearing Asano Kiyoshi's words, a slight ripple