Manipulation of Death: Start*Looking around*My body is heavy...
Pull yourself together!In a place like this...?Stop her already.Oh, a cockroach.Guh!? What!? What are these chills!?Let me see their faces one last time....*skrit skrit*Eh!? No way!? No!! Where is it!?Calm down. I'll do something about it.My limbs... are shaking...
I'm... I'm dying, right...?Heh... Gimme a break... I have a wife and starving kids back home.So cold!!... My sight is growing dim...Please don't make strange monologues like that...
I'm starting to feel sad for the thing.Ah, god damn it...
Before I die...
