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This wasn't how this was meant to go. It was eating him apart inside to be stuck in this hell. Why... why did it have to come to this? This wasn't the way he wanted to end up. This wasn't the person he wanted to be. But now he was stuck. Stuck in this cursed place with people he wished were dead.
Minato was not doing well, to put it lightly. There was nothing more he could do about this position. He needed to do this one way or another.
This wasn't exactly how he anticipated getting close to the enemy, though. Being forced to do things against his will. Being made to hurt those he was sworn to protect. And there was nothing he could do about it.
At least he wasn't entirely at their disposal. He still had some parts of him that were sane. And those small pieces of him were doing everything they could to somehow find a way out of this and prevent too much hurt from befalling his students.
He wanted them to stay out of this. This was far too dangerous now. He tried to get them to back off. Tried to convince them in multiple ways to just leave it. Unfortunately, when he wasn't completely himself, it was hard to get by with it. Fighting against his own body was terrifying.
Having to watch everything almost as if it was in third person and being unable to stop it was taking a heavy toll on his mental health. He wanted this to end. Wanted to find a way out of this hell and stop this. But, it was dangerous to even try right now. The enemy was far too close for comfort. If he tried to make an escape from this or showed too much mercy to the others, it would not be taken well. He needed to keep playing this game on their terms whether or not he liked it.
He really hoped this driver he had to use wasn't as dangerous as it had been the first time a human had worn it. He didn't want to take into account when it was being used by those who were not human. Who knew the differences between them?
He didn't want to die. Not like this. Not being used by the hands of his enemies. They wouldn't care if he died at the end of this. As long as they got their use out of him, what did it matter? They'd probably toss him in the trash the moment he wasn't needed anymore as it was.
He had to find a way out of this. Had to find a way to get free from these restraints before he lost himself completely. It was bad enough as it was, but if there was no will of his left to fight against this, all hope was lost for him. He'd never get to see his students again.
Do they hate him? Do they understand anything about this? Do they think he's doing this on his own terms or are they aware this isn't him?
Maybe that was why they refused to leave this alone. Because they knew this wasn't the real him and they wanted to get him back. Minato hoped that was the case. Hoped that the only reason they kept coming back was to try and help him.
But that was dangerous. He was one wrong move away from losing all control. He wasn't able to stop himself from fighting them. Wasn't strong enough to stop the urges that were forced into his mind.
He didn't know how he would live with himself if he killed one of them. If somehow he lost himself that much to the point he ended someone's life...
Minato tried not to think too much about hat outcome. He could do this. He was strong. He hadn't spent countless years fighting evil just to go down quietly as their pawn. He was going to put up a fight. There had to be something he could do. Anything to get out of this.
If it came to it, though... he hoped he would be the one taken down.