After getting mara-struck, your life turned into a living hell. Getting those random pains and attacks of anger were unbearable with each day.

You could say that slowly you were loosing your mind. You would soon turn into those mindless monsters that attack without any single thought.

Luckly, Blade was there to keep you sane most of the times. He didn't wanted to ask Kafka for help, but when it will come to the worst he will be forced to.

Now you had another one of these attacks. Blade was holding you close and caressed your hair hoping it will help somehow. Despite his stone expression, he felt pity for you. No one deserves this suffering.

Blade looks at your trembling form, and touches your hand squeezing it lightly. "I know.. I might not be the best person to comfort you. But you're doing great. You just.. Need to learn to live with it."