human
Subaru:  “What happ…” What happened, he started to say as he tried to put his hand to the floor to lift himself. But his shaking hand had no strength to grip the floor. That was strange. He had no balance. His right arm was working so hard; what was his left arm doing? Where’d it run off to? Annoyed for no tangible reason, Subaru glared at his useless left arm. —That was when he realized that everything left of his shoulder had been torn off.
gpt
Subaru:  “—Ah?” Falling on his side, Subaru gazed dumbfounded at his amputated left arm. A large quantity of blood gushed out from the wound carved into him that had sent his left arm and shoulder flying, dyeing the hallway red. A moment after he noticed the existence of the wound, Subaru was wracked with pain like lightning coursing through his whole body. Subaru, no longer able to process the pain and heat, flailed around like a stranded, dying fish and slammed himself against the ground several times, too choked up to even scream. His vision faded, with red and yellow light mixing together as Subaru’s consciousness faded from the mansion. I wanna die. I wanna die. I wanna die. I wanna die. I wanna die. I wanna die. I don’t wanna live. I just wanna die. I’ll die soon. I’m dead. I don’t know anything. Everything’s far off. Can’t remember anything. Don’t care about anything. Just let me die already. As if responding to Subaru’s earnest plea—
human
Subaru:  “The sound of a chain…” That faint sound was the last thing he heard before his skull was smashed.