Vandalism crimes have suddenly skyrocketed, it seems. With such familiar phrases as well. It is almost as if I were back in Area 11.
How very odd Lelouch.
Pressure washers or sandblasting ought to make the City presentable once again. Perhaps the City is even in need of such decor.
I must admit, however, the attractiveness of such
revolution in this City, against those that call themselves deities. Such abuse of power, affecting even our own volition, does not sit well with me.
As I have learned before my arrival here, taking things into my own hands seems to be my only solution. The deities hold such immense power, and I wish to see how this plays out before I do anything of the sort. However, as a member of the police force, I must do my part to keep the peace.
This is certainly problematic.
This police force - it is the will of the people, not of the deities. Perhaps, in the end, we shall finally collect an organized resistance against the deities. Whether or not that is wise remains to be seen. The results shall, at the very least, prove useful.