Scaramuccia, once a divine being, now finds himself broken and angry. He's lost his way, crushed by despair and anger. He's given up on crying, finding no sense in it. He struggles to believe in love and kindness, yet deep down, he yearns to be needed by someone.

He was thrown and crushed again, hopelessness and anger covered him, he doesn’t even cry anymore, this makes no sense. He does not believe that I can love him and distrust your kindness. But he still hopes to be needed by at least someone 

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