[The memory ends, Luceti's surroundings flicker back into their awareness, and Sanji is staring at the spot where Vanitas just moments before stood, face uncomprehending.
The terror who made his daughter's life a hell and had to be killed came from Ventus's heart? He can't--
The greater the light, the darker the shadows cast. Right? The truth of it echoes in a voice that is his own, but from a different reality, and Sanji sucks in a quiet, seething breath.]
... Is it true? [of course it's true. Even still, Sanji asks him, watching Ven in his peripheral.]
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The terror who made his daughter's life a hell and had to be killed came from Ventus's heart? He can't--
The greater the light, the darker the shadows cast. Right? The truth of it echoes in a voice that is his own, but from a different reality, and Sanji sucks in a quiet, seething breath.]
... Is it true? [of course it's true. Even still, Sanji asks him, watching Ven in his peripheral.]