Sixteen is pretty young. And I remember you telling me about him. Pettiness seemed to be his drive. To destroy someone who got something he didn't feel they deserved...
[Their previous conversation is coming back to him, now. To think of someone whose grudge consumed them, forced them into a dark path...]
Haha. [His own smile grows, twisting into a smirk.] Of course it does. I won't pretend it doesn't. In the end, I follow what the Lord says, and do what has to be done. Even if that means annihilating the Church's enemies.
[Hansa looks down at the water. Both of their reflections seem muted, rippling, dark.]
...I guess you and I are more similar than I thought. Both of us have blood on our hands. We're just trying to do our best, in this kind of dark, twisted world.
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[Their previous conversation is coming back to him, now. To think of someone whose grudge consumed them, forced them into a dark path...]
Haha. [His own smile grows, twisting into a smirk.] Of course it does. I won't pretend it doesn't. In the end, I follow what the Lord says, and do what has to be done. Even if that means annihilating the Church's enemies.
[Hansa looks down at the water. Both of their reflections seem muted, rippling, dark.]
...I guess you and I are more similar than I thought. Both of us have blood on our hands. We're just trying to do our best, in this kind of dark, twisted world.