human
Louis:  Louis almost seemed like she was about to bite him—no, she had bitten the wrist of his hand around her neck, warning him with a vibrant pain. Looking into his wavering black eyes, Louis Arneb shouted. “Acknowledge it! —Subaru Natsuki is just another person, just the stranger most familiar to you!” With a roar, she demanded he reaffirm his existence. Demanded he not do something so stupid as die for someone else’s sake. Why did he have to sacrifice himself for someone else? —And for someone who wasn’t him, for some other person using his name. To never be able to meet the people he cared about again, just so that person could meet them. To yield the time living with them, those precious, irreplaceable days. Who would do such a stupid thing? “So kill him! Kill him! Just kill him! If you kill him! If you just kill him! If you kill him dead!”
gpt
Louis:  “…Subaru Natsuki.”
human
Louis:  “You are the only Subaru Natsuki in this world, not a replacement for anyone else.”
gpt
Subaru:  “—!” I’m the only Subaru Natsuki in this world, not a replacement for anyone else. Earn the right to hold hands with Beatrice, to talk shit with Ram, to make Meili pout, to be taken aback by Shaula’s openness, to shoot the breeze with Echidna, to stand back-to-back with Julius, to feel Patlash’s unconditional love, and to be with Emilia. If Subaru Natsuki had it, then Subaru would… “” His vision blurred. His mind was directly influencing his body. His heartbeat, his aching lungs. He could feel them vividly now. But what he felt most strongly was uncontrollable tears. Was it rage or sadness, jealousy or envy, guilt or fear? Subaru didn’t know what emotion had caused it. He didn’t know anything. But as the tears blurred his vision, he saw it. “” Someone was looking down at Subaru, at Louis. Louis was lying on the ground, looking up at pathetic, teary-eyed Subaru, whose hand was still around her neck. There was only one person Subaru could think of who would be there.
human
???:  “…Get scared and decide to show yourself, Subaru Natsuki?” “” The blurry figure didn’t say anything. It just looked at Subaru. A blurry white figure standing on a white floor with a white world to its back.
gpt
Subaru:  Subaru’s face was a mess as he let the truth spill out in front of the person who had suddenly appeared. “I…I don’t want to disappear. I don’t want to die. So I…” “”
human
Subaru:  “I want to be with everyone. I like everyone. So I…” “”
gpt
Subaru:  “So I…” He continued rambling, trying to justify himself. Just like when he had put his hand on Louis’s throat. He had come to the conclusion that he didn’t want to lose himself. So he told the figure that had appeared before him. Even if that meant killing the person in front of him with his same face. Because he was…because Subaru Natsuki was another person. Just a familiar, close, other person.