"Love... what on earth is it? Why can loving someone so deeply also make you hate them so intensely?"
Kazama Ruri's voice was as ethereal and haunting as when he first stepped onto the stage, but now it sounded exceptionally sorrowful and poignant—full of yearning and resentment, choking back tears and on the verge of weeping. Deep within that sorrow, however, lurked a fierce and unyielding pride, as if she were interrogating the lover who had betrayed her, or perhaps questioning the entire world.
Everyone was infected by the grief that emanated from the marrow of their bones. They all understood: this was surely the inner monologue of Kiyohime at the very moment she burned herself and her beloved Anchin to death. She was so helpless, so filled with grievance, and so utterly desperate, leaving this world with haunting questions and deep regret.
Chapter 758