"We must deal with the Chaos Faction's enmity from the outside, and the Order Faction's hostility and even some within our own Mist Alliance who want to secede on the inside. We're facing threats from both outside and within, stuck between a rock and a hard place. Could this situation get any worse… No, I can't say something like that. According to my experience, every time I utter a similar phrase, fate truly finds a way to give me something worse."
Although there was much I wanted to complain about, I simply complained a little out of habit. According to my memories, this "ship filled with holes" that was barely managing to proceed forward while people on the ship engaged in infighting against each other was simply the norm.
