gpt
Subaru:  So stupid. He was conflicted even then. He knew why. He’d tenaciously clung to living without shame to that point. Even when he’d wanted to die, he’d chickened out in the end, able only to fall to his knees. But Subaru could do it now.
human
Subaru:  "It’s rude to Beatrice, huh…" With those words, Subaru voiced his final regret and left everything behind. He raced to the cliff. A few steps more. He was too scared to count them. Pathetic. Insane. He had the urge to laugh. But he didn’t laugh. He couldn’t laugh. All that he was leaving behind was a life of living death. To Subaru, giving up on a future in that place meant he’d already died inside. If he could live as a dead man walking, he could do “something” with that life. And that decision, to do something instead of doing nothing, was one only Subaru could make.
gpt
Subaru:  "—I’m the only one who can do it." His feet left the ground. He clawed at the air. He could touch nothing. He could reach nothing. So fast. The wind was strong. His eyes hurt. His head hurt. The ringing in his ears was distant. He felt like he’d left behind his beating heart. He couldn’t hear the ringing. The ringing inside his skull was like a broken record. If it ended with his death, that was that.