human
Subaru:  "Don’t dwell on the past…"
gpt
Subaru:  "I still…" …haven’t found it.
human
Subaru:  "Book nine…"
gpt
Subaru:  Subaru braced himself to face the panic and chaos, the betrayal and despair, and the ever present swirling cycle of death.
human
Subaru:  "I’m begging you, Natsuki Subaru. Hurry up and show me what makes you, you. Before my ■■■■■ gives out following your footsteps, your wounds, your deaths."
gpt
Subaru:  The deaths kept piling up as Subaru could hear his ■■■■■ cracking a little more with each agonizing wound, with each devastating loss. While letting out cries of incomprehension, he gritted his teeth in frustration when the miserable end came, then stood up again, pressing forward despite being covered in wounds and coughing up blood.