This is such a happy environment. It's too dazzling for me.
This is the way people live their lives. Isn't it just beautiful?
I'm envious. If I vanish now, could I start over anew?
Could I accept normal happiness?
If I lost my memories...and got a different personality...I might be able to.
But then, what does it mean to be reborn? That isn't the life I had anymore. It's someone else's life.
Everyone only gets to live life one time, and it's right here. I only get it once. This is my life.
I can't entrust it to someone, I can't steal a new one, I can't force it on others, I can't forget it or erase it.
I can't stomp over it, laugh on it, or beautify it! I can't anything!
I'd have to-I'd have to accept my one shot at life no matter how cruel, merciless, or unfair I thought it was!
Sir, don't you understand? That is why I must fight. I must keep on fighting!
Because...because I can never... accept that kind of life!
"There’s no such thing as miracles, only the inevitable and the accidental – and what we do. I’ve always believed that.