...
Watching that person run away, I smiled faintly.
So the feeling of being in hope was actually so wonderful?
For the sake of the other half in your heart, you could ignore everything and fly forward toward that sky you had never witnessed.
But now, I can no longer do this.
When a fallen bird looks at the flock, do its eyes still contain longing?
There must be some.
It's just that the fallen heart can no longer accommodate these things...
Hatred, annoyance, sorrow, self-blame.
These are the only things that can be contained before becoming a corpse that turns into a quagmire.
...
I'm sorry, I deceived you.
My fall was not caused by the Trickster Demon Lord, but something I chose willingly.
Because I didn't want my companion Suna to die.
For this, I didn't hesitate to turn the villagers into monsters and absorb their power.
And now, this is my last chance.