[ Mithos listens, and for a moment it's okay. He knows all of this is true deep down. Despite seeing all the ugly in his world he has seen ... a few good things. Most of it not directed at him, but things he's seen from the sidelines.

Then his eyes widen before his drops his head.

"People who give their lives trying to protect the people who hate them--"

Every word of that sentence, and every word beyond that hurt. It's all Mithos and his sister tried to do. Help a world that hated them and cast them aside all their lives. And in the end ...

By the time Minato is actually done speaking Mithos was shaking as he holds himself. ]

... All the world ever told us was how much we shouldn't exist. That we should suffer or die. But we fought against those words and fought for peace. We ended the war. But ... none of that mattered. In the end I still lost the one happiness I had. The one I cared most about.

[ His voice is small and broken as he speaks. There's a pause before he speaks again. ]

... I get it now. Why you hate yourself. But ... to still care? Even though the world despises you?

[ His voices grows even quieter ]

If they don't care about you living, why care about them if you have nothing left?