I don't know why, but there's some kind of morbid curiosity making me watch this picture again and again, several time a day, trying to engrave Hanyuu's face in my mind as she realizes she's doomed.

FRien said:
I don't know why, but there's some kind of morbid curiosity making me watch this picture again and again, several time a day, trying to engrave Hanyuu's face in my mind as she realizes she's doomed.

Interesting.
Please, let us know if, in your scrutiny of the 'face of doom', you should happen to stumble upon some horrible, cosmic insight. You know, before you try to erase the truth by autocannibalism.

AlsoSprachOdin said:
Interesting.
Please, let us know if, in your scrutiny of the 'face of doom', you should happen to stumble upon some horrible, cosmic insight. You know, before you try to erase the truth by autocannibalism.

I have discovered one.
One horrible, disgusting, and shocking truth, that one can only discover once in its entire life before gouging his eyes out and living in madness, waiting for an unescapable death from the hands of someone else.
That horrible and life-scarring truth, as disturbing as it seems, can be put in only a few words, words of wisdom, words of madness.
It's lonely to be alone.

FRien said:
It's lonely to be alone.

In my own experience, not yet. I find the immortal words of Shirou Emiya far more potent in the way of existential horror:
People die when they are killed.