[Vyng trails off. He doesn't entirely know why. All he knows is that it's always been that way — from the moment his father walked out on him and his mother. From then on, he carried a false truth with him like a ball and chain: That he had no real worth...beyond what would make others want to stay.
His dirty little secret. A monster only he could see when confronted with his personal truth on the deck of the Purifier. How does he even voice something like that? How can he?
In the end, all he can say is:]
There's nowhere for me to go. Except forward. For my family.
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[Vyng trails off. He doesn't entirely know why. All he knows is that it's always been that way — from the moment his father walked out on him and his mother. From then on, he carried a false truth with him like a ball and chain: That he had no real worth...beyond what would make others want to stay.
His dirty little secret. A monster only he could see when confronted with his personal truth on the deck of the Purifier. How does he even voice something like that? How can he?
In the end, all he can say is:]
There's nowhere for me to go. Except forward. For my family.