(Hizen was, after all, a gift from another friend. A friend that still left Izo behind which--)
He did a lot of jobs and everyone wanted to know who hired him. They tried to get it outta him. (They tortured him.) But he never said anything.
He thought his friends would come help him 'cause they were important but... they didn't. They told everyone else to give up on him and tried to keep him quiet 'cause he knew too much. They couldn't kill him but when he realized what they were doing... he finally told everyone. But once he talked, there was no reason to keep him alive.
(He's quiet for a moment, his hand twirling at the loose end of the bandage.)
In Tosa, your social class is everything. It determines how you live and even how you can die. When everyone thinks you're no more than a beast, you die like one.
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He did a lot of jobs and everyone wanted to know who hired him. They tried to get it outta him. (They tortured him.) But he never said anything.
He thought his friends would come help him 'cause they were important but... they didn't. They told everyone else to give up on him and tried to keep him quiet 'cause he knew too much. They couldn't kill him but when he realized what they were doing... he finally told everyone. But once he talked, there was no reason to keep him alive.
(He's quiet for a moment, his hand twirling at the loose end of the bandage.)
In Tosa, your social class is everything. It determines how you live and even how you can die. When everyone thinks you're no more than a beast, you die like one.