[ Even if she asked, he wouldn't answer. The Mad King has no need or want to tell anyone about the circumstances of his creation, why he's so twisted by the circumstances of his summoning. He should not be at all, and yet here he is, in all of his broken glory and apathetic nature. ]
I have no interest in giving you a reason. I don't take joy in fighting.
[ It's not a lie -- he finds joy in nothing. Fighting is simply what he must do, a means to an end. ]
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I have no interest in giving you a reason. I don't take joy in fighting.
[ It's not a lie -- he finds joy in nothing. Fighting is simply what he must do, a means to an end. ]
Who are you, anyway?