[There is one question that comes to mind. One question he remembers asking when he began lecturing at the university. One question he repeated when he overheard the whispering about his appearance, his personality, and rumours about his demeanour. One simple question he asks himself when he goes out at night, hidden beneath his mask, yet visible to the world.
He whispers with a quiet and soft voice.]
Then why are you here?
[Why does he go out every night? To punish himself? Of course not.]
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He whispers with a quiet and soft voice.]
Then why are you here?
[Why does he go out every night? To punish himself? Of course not.]