"What is your end goal?"
Her voice- utterly level.
Slack's companion-
Small-
And a solid stare.
"Take over the world, spread equality, and then die?"
Maybe-
"You want to unite the world? Don't you think that's pointless? It has been tried before and people have failed. People have died. People have suffered!"
Yeah, I knew that.
But I was going to literally die in less than two months.
Why the fuck would I worry about the world? Or what would happen in maybe two-three decades?
"I know. But- that won't stop me. And I know it won't be possible without bloodshed and I know it won't be possible without suffering. But at the same time- I know I can make a better world. and if fail- then that's that. The world will recover in a few years anyway."
Yeah- I was saying shit-
But I didn't really mean any of it-
Making me feel like a hypocrite.
I suppose- 'I really am a hypocrite, huh?'
