It's not that I look down on this world. It's just that...when we get back
home, we won't remember this place. No matter what happens, the good or
the bad...all of it will mean nothing.
My home, my friends, everything else I hold dear...I can't turn my back on
it.
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It's not that I look down on this world. It's just that...when we get back home, we won't remember this place. No matter what happens, the good or the bad...all of it will mean nothing.
My home, my friends, everything else I hold dear...I can't turn my back on it.