That question was not easy to answer for Kyle.
Why go that far?
Was making an oath for a friend too far? Yes, it was.
This was something that might happen in a deep relationship when nothing else worked anymore, and the two parties had to take drastic measures to save it.
Stuff like this involved deep love.
Kyle was not attracted to Swamp Dragon, and he did not have any romantic interests in him.
Despite how it had appeared with some of his off-color jokes, he was very much straight.
When Swamp Dragon saw Kyle's hesitation, he realized something.
"This is not about me," Swamp Dragon commented. "It's about you."
Kyle closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Until now, he hadn't really thought about it.
He wanted to desperately help Swamp Dragon. That was just what he wanted to do.
Yes, it was his job to risk his life as the frontliner, but they were a team. He was supposed to take the most dangerous position, but no one expected him to sacrifice himself.
He was too extreme with his dedication to the team.
Kyle had also assumed the most dangerous positions in his previous teams, but would he have sacrificed himself?
No.
His old teams, the Dwarves and Team Sandstorm. When he had led those teams, he had taken the brunt of the danger, but they had never been in a truly inescapable situation before.
When he had charged forward, he knew that there was a ton of danger, but he also believed that he could handle it.
If there had actually been such a situation, what would Kyle have done?
He would have fucked off.
Everyone for themselves.
He wouldn't actively push his teammates to the metaphorical chasing tiger, but he also wouldn't throw himself between them and the tiger.
It all depended on luck, and nobody would fault him for that.
But that was what he had done this time.
He hadn't expected to survive.
Why?
Kyle was asking himself that question as well, and when Swamp Dragon had made his comment, Kyle was reminded of something the mysterious man had said.
The mysterious man had asked why Kyle hadn't fought with his team, but Kyle hadn't been able to give a clear and satisfying answer.
In the end, the man had just said one thing.
"Guilt?"
Kyle had given a negative answer to that comment back then, butβ¦
Maybe he had been right.
Kyle was amazing at blocking out negative emotions, but did that mean that he truly didn't feel them?
Just go with the flow.
Whatcha gonna do? How did that motto work when he had condensed his Sin Flames?
Back then, he had tried. He had really tried to go with the flow and just accept his new situation.
Eventually, it had worked out, but the fact that it took a long time for him to recover showed that he actually felt the negative emotions.
He was not a machine.
Kyle looked at Swamp Dragon.
'Guilt,' he repeated in his mind. 'I don't care about the Array of Stars or the Cult. Yes, they have helped me, and my morals tell me that I should repay them, but if I'm honest, I don't really give a shit. Sure, repaying them is what I'm supposed to do, but it feels more like something I have to do instead of something I really want to do. Kinda feels like cleaning your apartment.'
'Swamp Dragon? Sebastian? It feels different. I don't want to hurt them. I don't want to betray them.'
'But I have to. They are part of the Array of Stars, and I am part of the Cult. That sucks! I don't want to do that!'
'That's why it feels bad. It's something I don't want to do but will do anyway.'
'That's why I go that hard. I am trying to balance bad with good. I'm trying to lessen my guilt.'

The next sentence, Kyle transmitted instead of speaking.

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