paint the world red

If Satoru focused, he could hear the soft response of a yes drifting through the silent air. Both he and Suguru seek fairness on opposite sides of the spectrum. “So,” he continues, watching as blood beads on his face and taints soft skin, “all sorcerers must die to make all humans equal. You’re wrong, Suguru. We are the anomaly. We have to go so they stand a chance. It doesn’t matter if it hurts. It doesn’t matter if we’re going against this script.” or: satoru decides that suguru was wrong and the solution to end sorcerer suffering is actually the opposite: all sorcerers must die so that all humans are equal against curses and cursed energy.