...I think I know why you're upset.
It's because you're jealous.
I think you dislike living in the Empire more than you're willing to admit... and, truthfully, I don't think there's anything wrong with that...
Whatever happens, I hope you find the peace that you deserve.
What makes you say that?
Is it that I'm ungrateful for the Empire keeping Cassia alive, when she was only ever treated as the ball to my chain?
Or is it because I dared to attack doctor Eggman, the one who laughed in my mortified face when he told me that he couldn't cure her?
...I refuse to consider myself a traitor. I held never held faith in the Empire's principles...
The Empire was always just a means to an end, and I was only ever a prisoner with a fancy rank and uniform...
I mean... where do we go from here?
I hate the Empire, you hate me.. but I feel for your pain and misery anyway...
What's the point in pretending to ignore that?
...No. I've heard enough.
The Empire is such a horribly perfect machine, you know?
It takes victims and weaponizes them.
Those who resist are turned into fodder to sharpen the blades of the one's who will gather the next generation of victims.
I killed someone. Some bird. It was apart of me doing warden cherrys task to learn what she does cause I wasnt respectful. What wanna know how as well?
No they wont. I wont let em duh.
And i dunno. Prolly already has. I mean.. the old me wouldnt attack people. Or kill someone. I would. But I don't care bout the old me, only the new
Those things that suck are going to keep eating at you. On and on, until there's nothing left.
How many versions of yourself will the Empire chew through until you become someone the old you would have hated?