"Yato... when you see these memories, I know I won't be able to hide it from you anymore."
Though he could not see Jun's current expression, Uchiha Yato could tell from the way he spoke that he was now merely a listener.
"I actually have no name. I secretly gave myself the name 'Jun.'"
"Before I met you, I was nothing but a string of code, not even a soul! A serial number, a tool Kanoshius casually discarded and used."
As though something had come to mind, the light patterns on Jun's surface began flashing rapidly, signaling that his emotions had become extremely unstable.
"Her purpose in creating me was simple. It wasn't to help anyone, but to harvest."
"She discovered that I could empathize, amplify emotions, and precisely capture the purest despair and pain. So, she gave me that contract—a deed of eternal servitude, with my very existence as collateral."
"A thousand years... I was thrown into one world after another, attached to host after host. My task was to lure them toward destruction."
As he spoke, Jun did not instinctively raise his head, but he paused for a moment, as if wanting to see Uchiha Yato's reaction.
"I once watched a child longing for familial love become, step by step, a demon who murdered their own kin, all for a single word of approval."
"I once accompanied a ruler who cared for the world, only to watch him personally drag his own nation into war, all to satisfy Kanoshius's craving for the energy of 'despair.'"
"Every time, I could clearly feel every shred of my host's pain."
"I wasn't merely watching. I was living through it. Their despair corroded my consciousness like poison, yet I could do nothing. The contract was like shackles, forcing me to push them