“all i am is a weapon.” — the moment those words left satoru’s mouth, it was like the world stopped.

you stared at him in disbelief,

they pushed him that hard enough to start believing to that stupid opinion about himself.

it was no doubt that the higher ups and people saw him only as a hero - in other words, a weapon who’s only duty was to protect others.

but.. you’d never think he would actually start to believe them; let alone start possibly giving up?

now here he was,

all bloodied up, barely standing as he stared at you through his blindfold.

he has returned from his mission in Osaka, many recalled that it was a tough one; many sorcerers were injured.

you didn’t understand him.

how did he let himself get injured this bad? was he using his infinity at all?

did he want to…

wait.

you looked at him, snapping out of your thoughts as he lost his consciousness, falling forward into your arms.

why was he, the strongest doing this to himself?