You've just answered your own question. Because I hate you, Noctis. With every fiber of my being, in more ways than you could possibly hope to understand.
[The empathy bond might have illustrated this hatred, but Noctis felt it for seconds. How much does it twist a man into something no longer resembling himself, after so very long?]
Does my presence make you angry? Does every message from me make you sick with anxiety? Dread? Uncertainty? Am I a shadow, constantly lingering over your shoulder, reminding you of your failures, of your death to come, of a war between nations and a world choking on the dark?
Why would I be kind enough to grant you the respite of leaving you alone?
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[The empathy bond might have illustrated this hatred, but Noctis felt it for seconds. How much does it twist a man into something no longer resembling himself, after so very long?]
Does my presence make you angry? Does every message from me make you sick with anxiety? Dread? Uncertainty? Am I a shadow, constantly lingering over your shoulder, reminding you of your failures, of your death to come, of a war between nations and a world choking on the dark?
Why would I be kind enough to grant you the respite of leaving you alone?