[Souji's eyes grow wider still, looking practically haunting in that hollowed-out face. He remembers being afraid, as a child, of being taken away. He wasn't a good kid, after all. He had made everything so hard for his family.
But that is only the memory of old apprehensions, there for a moment and gone in the next. He even smiles only shortly thereafter, childish and adult beyond his years all at once. Fear is a constant in life, after all.]
So you scare children all around the world wearing different faces? In scary stories and bad dreams, that sort of thing?
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But that is only the memory of old apprehensions, there for a moment and gone in the next. He even smiles only shortly thereafter, childish and adult beyond his years all at once. Fear is a constant in life, after all.]
So you scare children all around the world wearing different faces? In scary stories and bad dreams, that sort of thing?