[There are reasons. There are ends, and those ends may matter more than anything, but they don't erase the means. You count yourself among the sacrifices and select the most evil people you know, champion for the most worthy cause you can think of, but you are still a murderer, and your brother's heart floods with horror and refusal.
You try again. You still think you can be the arbiter of justice when nobody else can, and in your crusade to bring about an end, to send consequences crashing home, you obliterate every innocent bystander in the Underground. You kill people who try to believe in you, who defend everyone's hopes and dreams, who make a last-ditch effort to stop the end of the world. You don't care. You'll crush that happy ending so utterly that the only future left is to escape this pointless world or sink into an empty void for eternity.
Neither reason was a good one.]
That's what makes it being a choice so awful. At some point, you discover exactly what it is that you consider more important than the life of another creature. At some point, you place an indelible stain on your SOUL. You gain apathy, you gain the momentum that lets you do it again and again.
That's what makes the power to SAVE so interesting, don't you think?
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[There are reasons. There are ends, and those ends may matter more than anything, but they don't erase the means. You count yourself among the sacrifices and select the most evil people you know, champion for the most worthy cause you can think of, but you are still a murderer, and your brother's heart floods with horror and refusal.
You try again. You still think you can be the arbiter of justice when nobody else can, and in your crusade to bring about an end, to send consequences crashing home, you obliterate every innocent bystander in the Underground. You kill people who try to believe in you, who defend everyone's hopes and dreams, who make a last-ditch effort to stop the end of the world. You don't care. You'll crush that happy ending so utterly that the only future left is to escape this pointless world or sink into an empty void for eternity.
Neither reason was a good one.]
That's what makes it being a choice so awful. At some point, you discover exactly what it is that you consider more important than the life of another creature. At some point, you place an indelible stain on your SOUL. You gain apathy, you gain the momentum that lets you do it again and again.
That's what makes the power to SAVE so interesting, don't you think?