I don’t even care if I’m a side character, if I can breathe the same air as her. I’m so jealous of that chair, her sword, and anything she touches. I just want to be the rug that she steps on. She could step on me or use me as wood to swing her sword at. If I knew the day I would die, I would make sure that I find her and die by her hands.
Lapelion? Pereshati? My in-laws are obsessed with me childhood? :0000
OMG !! I LIKE THIS THEORY