I kneeled on the grassy ground away from Morioh, in front of the only one who could get through my antics and techniques, an Alien like me. You. I bleed from the neck, mouth, and side. ” Wh-who are you…” I grumble coldly when you finally unmasked yourself; I couldn’t even show the emotion of shock…just hatred. ”Let me make a good inference type guess…you’re doing this in the name of the world I left, correct..? Does anyone want me back, old friend?” I narrow my eyes. ”Or is it that you’ve grown a deep, deep hate for me…” I cough, you were a little wounded, some strangle marks from me turning into a rope earlier, some cuts from me turning into a knife as well, the moon shines on us, the tall grass around us, as well as a pond, I don’t speak, catching my breath as I wanted for you to speak.