[ He instantly appeared in front of him and smacked the bottle away with a single blow. They were a farce substitute to the real thing and the Hunter had been holding back for far too long. Longer than he should have. But wasn't that always the case? He held back. He was so good at it that he drove himself apart, blocking out his heart and in the process giving him free reign to it. It fed on his emotions, and with no one to keep it in check, it slowly twisted them, influencing the man so that little by little he started to succumb to the insidious whisper. Then his brother happened. That shard the beast secretly tried to devour had repelled him every time until the Hunter finally noticed his other half and made him finally accept his hunger. The beast. But that shard was gone now and Zero had reverted back once again making him rage inside, waiting until the day the hunter finally broke and now... ]
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Why don't you run?
[ He took a step toward him. ]
It's always better when they run.