'It's really amazing.' Compass Carburettor thought, 'I have caused the death of more than three thousand people. And, I don't even feel a hint of guilt. Is it simply because they were already scum worse than animals?'
He then recalled some of the incidents from his childhood, ones where he had taken advantage of innocent people and caused them suffering, immediately feeling pangs of guilt that caused him to sweat as his breathing grew ragged.
He became depressed, clenching his hand into a fist tightly as he wished to beat himself into a pulp for having done such a thing. Now that he suffered from the guilt, Compass Carburettor was relieved, 'Thankfully, I didn't turn into a monster. Rather, as long as I feel this sense of guilt, I am human. I can endure it. As for those animals that harm the innocents, I don't need to consider them as humans.'
