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I don't understand this place. I really don't. Are the people here so immune to death that they don't care? How can they not care? People die. They lose a part of themselves when they come back! I can't see how great that is. I can't understand the sacrifice. I just can't. It's like people who kill have a better sentance than those that die here. What are powers compared to memories.
If I forgot any single day. If I allow myself to die just once... I will forget all those names and faces. I will forget people. I can't do that. I don't know how others can. I don't know how it can be shrugged off.
Is that the real meaning for being here? To see it all as just another day?
I... I want to go back home. Even if I won't see him again.