"Yet in the end, I am still myself after all—still that worthless piece of trash who gave up on himself, that good-for-nothing fatso."
"I cannot imagine how much sorrow and despair she must have felt the moment I was carried away by the guiding light. In the remaining hundreds of years of her life, how much resentment must she have held toward me?"
"I failed her. I dare not even think what kind of slander and criticism she would face from the world after the guiding light took me away."
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