“You’re obviously not fine. Stop trying to play this off like it’s nothing.” She says noting his shaking voice and growing more worried, “You can let others help.”
Momoku stopped shaking and tried to calm down "W- well, if that what you want." said Momoku to Alex as he gave her a chair to sit.
"I was born in a family of Cedeists, the group that is the closest to Soteria. The generation that I was raised in had a tradition, it was that none would ever believe in Soteria and those who disagree would be punished.....
I was one of them. I was one of the members of the family who would disagree and be punished for what he believed in. It was like I had no freedom. Like I had no purpose, all I could do was follow a lunatic's orders...
I went on and left them. Got a job as a researcher here in Haven and it went well...
I had good friends like you, and I even met more as I got here. I had my research colleagues helping me and getting me through tough times. I had the privilege of having kind strangers in exchange for my abusive family.
But when I went back to see my family and apologized to them, what I saw
broke me.
Griffith was there, dancing in their bodies as he slaughtered them all, one by one. My friends, my colleagues, and every single one in my hometown vanished....
It didn't make sense... They all died
for no reason...
The purpose I had is gone, and it's like I'm just stopping at another bonfire only to be blotted out in the water...
In all honesty,
I have been carrying this since I was an adult. I'm 33 now, and I still cannot forget about them...
There's nothing you could do anyway, they're gone for good. They're never coming back" says Momoku, with a straight face he tells Alex about his past. He spoke without nostalgia, as if this was something that had happened yesterday, and he was simply reporting the facts of it.