[Is something he’s felt. In all his life, he thought he never would; that he’d be destined to be alone, that love would be something beyond his reach.
But those people he loved…where are they now? There’s a hole, but even without explanation the result is still there: they’re gone.
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[Is something he’s felt. In all his life, he thought he never would; that he’d be destined to be alone, that love would be something beyond his reach.
But those people he loved…where are they now? There’s a hole, but even without explanation the result is still there: they’re gone.
Beelzebub’s face twists into a smile.]
…Is not something I’m meant for.