// fear is the heart of love

Apr 04, 2011 02:47

[Liquid found it strange to think that he could live thirty-seven years and yet not fully comprehend what he was. Knowing that he was a weapon created only for murder had always seemed simple. His sole purpose in life was to fight, there was no doubt in his mind about that. But it was only now that he began to understand just what kind of person Les Enfants Terribles had created.]

[ That Otacon had been completely broken. Liquid could see that every word he spoke only served to make things worse and hurt him more. Even a calm expression of gratitude had seemed to horrify him.]

[And that individual, the one responsible...it was Liquid himself, wasn't it? All that alternate had done, Liquid himself was capable of. And that was what sickened him more than anything, led him to seek solitude and isolate himself since last seeing that world's Otacon--even today he was lying on a couch in the sixth floor lobby, staring blankly at the ceiling with a lit cigarette in his mouth. Liquid could speak all he wanted about making Philanthropy his purpose, but underneath all of it he was the same as any of his alternates.]

['Liquid Snake' was a monster beyond redemption, a man who killed without remorse and could do far worse to those he left alive.]

[And in the midst all this inner conflict he hid from all he crossed paths with, he found his too-common nightmares were getting worse.]

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