"I'm dying, okay? That's the big secret!" In a huff, Alphonse pulled back and crossed his arms. "I'm dying! My soul is rejecting the armor, just like you said would never happen. T-ten years. Not even. That's how long your precious transmutation buys you."
The unfairness of it all was making his anger boil back to the surface, even though he'd begun to calm down after his argument with Winry. "One of these days I'm going to pass out again and just not wake up. Big heap of metal lying on the ground. Boom."
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"I'm dying, okay? That's the big secret!" In a huff, Alphonse pulled back and crossed his arms. "I'm dying! My soul is rejecting the armor, just like you said would never happen. T-ten years. Not even. That's how long your precious transmutation buys you."
The unfairness of it all was making his anger boil back to the surface, even though he'd begun to calm down after his argument with Winry. "One of these days I'm going to pass out again and just not wake up. Big heap of metal lying on the ground. Boom."