"He is... an empty vessel."
Ba-dump!
The black armour's head lowered slightly.
Something was wrong.
He could feel it.
Her words affected the one that was hiding inside the armour.
His chains suddenly erupted again as he attempted to destroy every mirror within his sight.
CRASH!
CRASH!
CRASH!
But they kept appearing.
No matter how many he destroyed, more emerged.
Instead of fighting him, she decided to fight the person who was inside him!
"They labelled you as defective..."
"Huh? Again with defective? Hah... He has long passed that. He ain't falling for it, bitch"
"I know" She smirked.
The mirrors shifted.
The child was now watching different movies.
Different movies.
Different cartoons.
Different characters.
Different personalities.
Different ways of being loved.
He carefully studied their expressions.
He watched how they behaved when they were loved.
He watched how children spoke to their parents.
He watched how parents comforted their children.
