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032. Failure [Voice Post]
Sep. 18th, 2008 03:36 pm[The sound of a large piece of fabric-perhaps a blanket or a sheet-flapping into the air transmits, before carefully being tucked around something.]
...
People are the same. Holy, poor, or otherwise there's no real difference...
Nothing more than one's own blind faith. Hiding weakness and showing false strength, fearing one's neighbors.
In the end, we're all human. There's no real difference. Race, mankind, government... North and south, and east and west, black and white and red and blue, everyone's the same.
In the end, humans with limitations.
If we can't fly through the sky, there's no reason to not die. So humans, no matter what we do, are all the same.
...And so I just calmly perform the duty in front of me, and continue to turn my eyes away from this mournful world that knows its limitations. In despair that there are no other possibilities.
[A long pause follows.]
( Private to John Summers; Unhackable )
...
Soon, I will take my leave from this place. I shall not be alone.
But I will give this warning only once, and it would do you all well to mark my words carefully...
If any of you try to follow me, or him... I will kill you. Friends and enemies are barely discernible to me now, and none of you know what I am really capable of...
Do not test me. You will only put your own lives at risk.
...
People are the same. Holy, poor, or otherwise there's no real difference...
Nothing more than one's own blind faith. Hiding weakness and showing false strength, fearing one's neighbors.
In the end, we're all human. There's no real difference. Race, mankind, government... North and south, and east and west, black and white and red and blue, everyone's the same.
In the end, humans with limitations.
If we can't fly through the sky, there's no reason to not die. So humans, no matter what we do, are all the same.
...And so I just calmly perform the duty in front of me, and continue to turn my eyes away from this mournful world that knows its limitations. In despair that there are no other possibilities.
[A long pause follows.]
( Private to John Summers; Unhackable )
...
Soon, I will take my leave from this place. I shall not be alone.
But I will give this warning only once, and it would do you all well to mark my words carefully...
If any of you try to follow me, or him... I will kill you. Friends and enemies are barely discernible to me now, and none of you know what I am really capable of...
Do not test me. You will only put your own lives at risk.
