"Perhaps it was a good decision. See, I know now what they do, and I have no clue which one I should choose." He meant it, and hoped that the stranger could hear that and wouldn't assume that he was mocking him for what he did.
Sometimes it is good not to know everything. I know too good how answers can turn your life upside down. I deserve all these punishments and yet I can't decided which one I should endure.
By all means he wasn't thinking desperately what he should choose, it was more an objective way to look at the situation he would face sooner or later. If only he would have someone to talk to and maybe get an advice. But in this life he was on his own, in a town full of people he didn't knew and had to get to know, if he wanted or not.
Eren looked again at the letter, just a useless gesture, since he had already memorized everything. After every color and their effect he looked up. "You have five colors to choose from. You've taken the red one, the one that causes a significant pain and can lead to visible wounds. The blue one makes you tell the truth for a whole day. Then we have the purple one, that makes you expire all the pain one person had felt do to your actions. The fourth is the pink one, that makes you heart the true thoughts of everyone and you also hear what everyone really thinks of you. And the green one gives pain to some random person for a whole day."
It dawned on Eren that the pink vial could lead to trouble afterwards. Out of curiosity he asked "Would you have chosen a different color, now that you know what they do?"
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"Perhaps it was a good decision. See, I know now what they do, and I have no clue which one I should choose." He meant it, and hoped that the stranger could hear that and wouldn't assume that he was mocking him for what he did.
Sometimes it is good not to know everything. I know too good how answers can turn your life upside down. I deserve all these punishments and yet I can't decided which one I should endure.
By all means he wasn't thinking desperately what he should choose, it was more an objective way to look at the situation he would face sooner or later. If only he would have someone to talk to and maybe get an advice. But in this life he was on his own, in a town full of people he didn't knew and had to get to know, if he wanted or not.
Eren looked again at the letter, just a useless gesture, since he had already memorized everything. After every color and their effect he looked up.
"You have five colors to choose from. You've taken the red one, the one that causes a significant pain and can lead to visible wounds. The blue one makes you tell the truth for a whole day. Then we have the purple one, that makes you expire all the pain one person had felt do to your actions. The fourth is the pink one, that makes you heart the true thoughts of everyone and you also hear what everyone really thinks of you. And the green one gives pain to some random person for a whole day."
It dawned on Eren that the pink vial could lead to trouble afterwards. Out of curiosity he asked "Would you have chosen a different color, now that you know what they do?"