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[Strange, the lights have started to flicker.
A certain unlucky few might notice something else-- a soft voice speaking into their ear. It offers wonderful things: Freedom, comfort, happiness. It's very easy, the voice promises. All you have to do is crush them. Your regrets, doubts, fears...
Morals.
Perhaps you can almost see those things floating before you, like so many iridescent butterflies. They look thin... fragile. Easy to destroy. Should you do it?
Don't you deserve to be happy?]
A certain unlucky few might notice something else-- a soft voice speaking into their ear. It offers wonderful things: Freedom, comfort, happiness. It's very easy, the voice promises. All you have to do is crush them. Your regrets, doubts, fears...
Morals.
Perhaps you can almost see those things floating before you, like so many iridescent butterflies. They look thin... fragile. Easy to destroy. Should you do it?
Don't you deserve to be happy?]