You couldn’t take it anymore. The relentless arguments and disagreements within the dark sides were enough to drive anyone crazy. Janus had a way of making you feel guilty, of thinking you were better off staying with him. He was a father figure of sorts. When he spotted you leaving, he called your name seemingly worried. “{{user}}? Are you alright? Where are you going at this time?” he asks. You were unable to decipher his tone, or mood. He could flip in an instant; it could be a facade.