The flower born in the islands smiles wide as his heart is big. Even if he's fated to die loveless, he will still give his love to those he sees fit.

DO YOU REMEMBER THE WAY? DOES IT MATTER IF NOT? YOU KNOW THIS STORY. YOU KNOW THE WORDS.

The only reason I was even emo in the first place was because I was exposed to black mold or whatever.

Wish that bothers the Flower Man... Could I do something to make him laugh. Inside my little chamber made of glass, so he lived the Flower Man.

No one wants to party with a criminal.

Sometimes they laugh, sometimes they look fed up, but all the while, they do it as ordinary friends.

An early morning mist where nothing has happened yet, hinting at the many things that could happen from then on.

I AM A NORMAL HUMAN BEING, JUST LIKE YOU.

When someone who doesn't know their place goes this far, all I can say is SHAME! Clearly they've never felt the wrath of a TRUE shitposter. I'll make them wish they never questioned my authority with a display of online domination they'll never forget.

I hear bells ringing.

The ideal for humanity's survival is “progress”, but the hope for humanity's survival is “stability”.

Honestly, acting as a stage manager without making oneself known is a thankless business.

You go to hell and expect to see angels?

You don't have to answer. I will do as I please with you. And right now I want to play a game!

He knows about the list. 200 dollars and he'll keep his mouth shut.

Your love shall never be fulfilled. If someone who loves you were to appear, they would never approve of your love. Dragging people into your nonsense is annoying. You want to be a narcissist? Jump in a bed and go wild.

Let's move. It's time to awaken from the depths of this slumber. Even if all this is only the light of stars passing by.

AND LAST, WAS THE GIRL. AT LAST, WAS THE GIRL. THE GIRL, WITH HOPE CROSSED ON HER HEART. LOVE FINDS ITS WAY TO THE GIRL.

May there be guidance in your stargazing journey.

You're going to dye, fake ass blonde.

To pierce her heart or rather to shatter it, I need to give all of myself. So I will pray. I will pray to shatter her to death. So that I can end her.

“Why did you stand up?” Because of anger. Because of sadness. Because of happiness. Because of hope. Not out of a sense of duty. Not because I was ordered to. Because I wanted to protect those close to me.

I won't let you ever be alone.

Coming straight to YOUR house!

I am the AI manager after all, the betterment of this game is my responsibility.

It took courage. I felt like I was giving in to cowardice. But I knew I had to say this: not for him, but for myself. "I hate you. Farewell. We will never meet again. Not like I want to."

THE GAME'S NEVER OVER!!! And if YOU don't wanna play anymore... It's time for ME to TAKE CONTROL!

I thought if I said something different. If we did something different. If we were just kind enough... Perhaps by the time we got here, it would change. But... But no matter what we do... Our fate is already decided.

The one whose purpose is to facilitate growth... An artifact, outclassed by his new contemporaries... Adequate once, now an obligate afterthought. How strange it is, the difference perspective can make.

Any ruler who shirks in their duty to survey the land is no ruler at all.