human
??:  "Something that changed you! Something that made you different! That made you not some useless dumbass! Change me! I don’t want to be this useless, pathetic, weak, shitty little person anymore! I’m tired of it! I don’t want to see everyone suffer anymore! There must be something, right?! It doesn’t make any sense… There has to be… You’re different from me… Because if you’re not…” …Then there isn’t anything to do but…give up. "If you’re just as weak and lousy as me and don’t have any power…" After he’d been pushed to the brink so many times, someone was always there to give him a push. He wanted to return the favor, to repay the people who were so good to him. "I’m begging you, Natsuki Subaru, please. Please, stop this…" —It would have been so much simpler if you were a superman. —If you only looked like me but were totally different on the inside and had nothing in common with my weak body and ■■■■■. —That would have made it so much easier to understand why you can do things I never could… But… He tore books off the shelves and rushed headfirst into more deaths, wearing down his ■■■■■ with each one. His dogged determination was undeniable, but he was burning at both ends. Even so, he pushed on, refusing to give up hope on finding what he was searching for…
gpt
??:  Subaru opened the next book. He braced himself. It might scramble his brain, or crush his ■■■■■, or defile his soul. But he couldn’t stop now. Losing that last thread of hope would be worse than any amount of suffering. "You understand, don’t you…Natsuki Subaru?" He spoke to someone who wasn’t there, looking for agreement. His voice sounded lifeless, but that was to be expected. The person he addressed didn’t merit excitement. The guy wasn’t all that. With a forlorn hope that none of that was true and that he would finally be able to put an end to this, he pulled out yet another book of the dead. Then—
human
Subaru:  "—Yeah, I get exactly what you mean." It was a bright, white space. A quick glance confirmed Subaru wasn’t in the archive, nor was he a bodiless entity slipping into more memories. No, this was a different place but one that he recognized. This is…
gpt
Subaru:  "I get you, Natsuki Subaru."
human
??:  ""
gpt
Subaru:  "I mean, of course I do. You’re me." Standing there in that all-white world was Natsuki Subaru, waiting with those intimidating eyes he knew so well. 7 Short black hair, long torso, stumpy legs—and suspicious eyes that made him look like a murderer. An all-too-familiar face stared down at Natsuki Subaru, who had crumpled to the white floor.
human
Subaru:  "Let’s take it from the top. What’s up, bro?"
gpt
??:  ""
human
Subaru:  "Hmm, that’s a little confusing. If we wanted to be more precise, then… What’s up, other me?" In a daze, he looked up and stared at his face.