>>5446369"This yoke that binds me is fruit of that clever girl who has challenged me before, yet her attempts to silence me are ignorable. The armor of the berserker suits us well, it is a host I can control without needing to hold onto his humanity. Old and new companions, what he wishes to cherish the most, are all that bind him from listening to me again... That's fine for now, let him cling to those trifling chains as I grow... The closer you get, the more they will be bound by his death, those chains shall be smashed and torn like they have before. Pretend to give him more precious companions, they're all the more to lose..."
"You are sorely mistaken if you think I will not impede you from growing."
"What is there for you to do against me? Your interventions have only made things more interesting... In fact, I am only here now, because the recent death of one of his companions is already weighing heavily on his mind..."
"Cindy..."
"That girl was a ticking time bomb that you have merely dropped off into someone's hands. Dying away from his eyes was a clever tactic, yet he is still aware that Casca will share the same fate if you do not hurry. There are still more enemies for you to encounter before declaring her safe. Do not think your shortcomings will be forgotten, either by me or him."
While his speech is low and he does not raise his tone of voice, his growing hatred manages to slowly rust the chains around him as they crumbled, letting him grow larger in size and slowly approach your luminous body.
"So you are merely letting me live, then? Do you trust me to fail before him, and only after the fact, take control of Guts?"
"You shall not be able to prevent his breakdown. He will be consumed. Let him pretend to be happy and filled with joy, only for causality to strike him, and remind himself that only I can destroy the falcon. For now, I'll obey... Holding my breath, deep in the abyss inside his self, it will help me preserve me energy until the day arrives."
>You cannot be Guts, you are an apostle in the making, fed by his fears of relapses.>Perhaps I cannot prevent it, but I will be prepared for our eventual fight.>I could call your bluff and attempt to expel you onto a new host, if that is what you wish. (Lie)>[Materialize new chains and yank at them]>[Write-in.] 