"But this is poison, don't you realise? It's going to eat you from the insides, tear you apart and corrode your soul" said he. "And you will lose everything, absolutely EVERYTHING".
"But... But... But..." she replied.
"NO. Why do you think, why in the world do you think that this is something that you want, something that you desire, something that you need when clearly all it is doing to you is driving you up the wall? Why do you even do this to yourself? Some kind of sick masochism in which whips and chains are replaced with words and items?"
"You don't understand..."
"Oh but I don't. That is my point, that's my thing. That there is no point, because no sane person sees that point at all. Now get away from me." he said angrily.
Little footsteps walked away as the master stared back into the open, sighing as he enjoyed the blissful sunlight that entered the room. He wondered and pondered and beat his head against a wall. Repeatedly.
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