[When it comes to that different, terrible thought, Otto had it as well. Just for a little while, before it was drowned out by something else. He'd call it resolution, others might call it spite. In truth, it's neither of those things. It's denial and justification, coupled with an advanced AI system that's manipulating his every move. Even in Songerein, where the AI system does not exist, he's not free of those nagging voices.
The mechanical limbs tug at the chains once more, but that's not all. They almost seem to be hissing, like snakes. His lips curl into a mean sneer. This warden's naivety is amusing, in its own way.]
A life without the worry of loss is a life unhampered. When one has nothing left to lose, one only stands to gain.
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The mechanical limbs tug at the chains once more, but that's not all. They almost seem to be hissing, like snakes. His lips curl into a mean sneer. This warden's naivety is amusing, in its own way.]
A life without the worry of loss is a life unhampered. When one has nothing left to lose, one only stands to gain.