"As I told you before," Leon said.
"Everything is destined to be unfair. Life and death. Right and wrong...they are meaningless concepts. In the end, each of us has his own destiny."
He walked over to the corpse still holding the knife and bowed. Emilia couldn't help but flinch as he quickly pulled out the bloody weapon;
There was a sticky trail of blood hanging between it and the jagged wound.
"There are no moral rules, not really. In the end there is only survival and what you are willing to do to secure yourself."
These were not Leon's words, but he had read this line at an earlier event in the novel and it had been stuck in his head ever since he found himself in this world.
In fact, these were his inner words that pushed him forward
These words were what made him endure all the pain in order to evolve
