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Having read this story I started to think the ML wasn't that bad , and as the chapters kept increasing inqas proven right.
One chapter truly did it for me, one of those flashbacks, where his illusion got shattered.
The guy grew up seeings friend and camaraderie killed, by him or others. Being in war, having past trauma, constantly suffering, being subject torture and whatnot and you guys expect someone like that to have a clear definition of white and black.
All of his suffering was from a clear definite person and that person daughter happens to be the subject of his love.
An innocent child who was living her life in the clouds, living in a bubble , never actively trying to understand her surrouding even with all the rebellion that was happening.
I wonder, if ignorance is a bliss or a crime
I somewhat blamed Sasha even though I understood him. But that letter said everything that needed to be said.
This story is so perfect