[He doesn't exactly know what that means, but whatever it is, he's sure he's not it. He recovers from his emotional outburst, shadows receding slightly.]
And I never truly died, although that is the story in the history books, I believe.
[He's a bit vain about being in the history books. He's still on his knees, but he gives his braid a fluff.]
I committed so many crimes, soaked my hands in so much blood—someone was bound to take notice. And they did! Hell itself came to call at the cell of Gilles de Rais. That is how I became the demon you see before you. Centuries ago.
[Perhaps he should sound as if he feels bad about some of this, but—he really doesn't.]
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[He doesn't exactly know what that means, but whatever it is, he's sure he's not it. He recovers from his emotional outburst, shadows receding slightly.]
And I never truly died, although that is the story in the history books, I believe.
[He's a bit vain about being in the history books. He's still on his knees, but he gives his braid a fluff.]
I committed so many crimes, soaked my hands in so much blood—someone was bound to take notice. And they did! Hell itself came to call at the cell of Gilles de Rais. That is how I became the demon you see before you. Centuries ago.
[Perhaps he should sound as if he feels bad about some of this, but—he really doesn't.]