the unreliable narrator
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He didn't know much about Damian at all, only that he had died of cancer. Everything else had happened before his return, in that stretch of time he had spent in the mountains, abandoned by his surrogate father and then again by the surrogate's replacement. He didn't know about the man's relationship with a name he only really knew as Tsunami's father, another rapist, another killer. It was twisted, the way they were all connected, the way he could trace a line somehow between himself and virtually everyone he met, despite the fact that he had never really felt like he had a real family. What? it was still a quiet question, uncertain and hesitant. He didn't know and wasn't sure he wanted to, wasn't sure it mattered. Ahren had reasons. That was fine. He didn't need to explain if he didn't want to. The "it's just" had already negated the "no" for him and the walls had already been put in place.



YOU. ARE. DISGUSTING. For one reason or another. A liar, a cheater, a thief, and a whore. A murderer, a cannibal, a monster, a demon. There was a buffet of reasons to think he was disgusting, that Ahren had settled on but one of them wasn't the point. It's okay if you do, anyway.



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