human
Subaru:  "I don’t want that…" That realization made Subaru’s body crack. Subaru’s body there wasn’t the real thing. And because it wasn’t real, because it was a reflection of the feelings in his heart, Subaru’s body shattered. Fissures spread along his arms and legs. His cheek fell to the floor. It was the fake shell of Subaru Natsuki that he’d been wearing. As it fell to the ground, the strong facade he had been putting up peeled away, too.
gpt
Subaru:  "No, no, no…no…"
human
Louis:  "Of course not. It’s natural."
gpt
Subaru:  He shook his head like a child, rejecting the terror of death, not of loss that awaited him. Why do I have to lose it? Why, when I just realized I love her? "I don’t want…"
human
Louis:  "Mm-hmm. We understand. We get it. We know."
gpt
Subaru:  "I don’t want it…"
human
Louis:  "It’s your life, after all. Why do you have to just give it to someone else?"
gpt
Subaru:  "Everyone…all of them…I want…" I want to be with everyone longer.
human
Subaru:  "—I don’t want to…"
gpt
Louis:  "That’s right. Of course not. So then, what do you think you should do?"
human
Subaru:  "…Stay myself…"
gpt
Louis:  "Yes. Just be who you are, mister. That’s right. You took it for yourself. It’s a game of musical chairs. The one who takes the empty seat is the winner."
human
Louis:  ""
gpt
Louis:  "The one who gets pushed out steps down. Acknowledge it. Accept your own existence. Shout it to the skies. That you’re the real one! Isn’t that right? !" Just below him, close enough so Subaru could feel her breath, Louis roared with eyes wide and blazing.