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Private//Zhygure//Difficult to Hack
Such plebeian amusements, Zhygure. Perhaps you could arrange a play, or something more cultured.
You claim to not to understand me, or men like me, but I fear that we are more alike than I would wish. I understand you all too well.
It is easy, isn't it? You set up the pieces, and step back and watch them move. Sometimes it is necessary to take the place of a pawn, yourself, but in the end it comes to the same thing. Even your enemies serve your purposes.
I will not play your game.
Life is priceless, but without the loss of life it is meaningless. Conflict can be beautiful, can be the most purest expression of feeling that is, but when stripped of tradition is it also stripped of meaning. Do you think that by removing what makes us human, we will become more than human? Or less? Is this atonement, in your mind? No. There is no honor in your actions.
To exist forever is to exist without meaning. Is it any surprise, then, that you have forgotten your own purpose? Have you forgotten the beauty that lies in action, in free will? Or did you ever know? I pity you and your master. Will breaking me complete any of your objectives, save for your petty revenge? No. My work is done, in another place, and you cannot undo it. You cannot break me, Zhygure. I hold no guilt over what I have accomplished, in my 'past life'. I am a greater man than you.
Such plebeian amusements, Zhygure. Perhaps you could arrange a play, or something more cultured.
You claim to not to understand me, or men like me, but I fear that we are more alike than I would wish. I understand you all too well.
It is easy, isn't it? You set up the pieces, and step back and watch them move. Sometimes it is necessary to take the place of a pawn, yourself, but in the end it comes to the same thing. Even your enemies serve your purposes.
I will not play your game.
Life is priceless, but without the loss of life it is meaningless. Conflict can be beautiful, can be the most purest expression of feeling that is, but when stripped of tradition is it also stripped of meaning. Do you think that by removing what makes us human, we will become more than human? Or less? Is this atonement, in your mind? No. There is no honor in your actions.
To exist forever is to exist without meaning. Is it any surprise, then, that you have forgotten your own purpose? Have you forgotten the beauty that lies in action, in free will? Or did you ever know? I pity you and your master. Will breaking me complete any of your objectives, save for your petty revenge? No. My work is done, in another place, and you cannot undo it. You cannot break me, Zhygure. I hold no guilt over what I have accomplished, in my 'past life'. I am a greater man than you.