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« on: July 25, 2015, 06:04:34 am »
"I still call bullshit on that claim that happiness was possible under you. I saw the conditions you left earth in - humans contained underground, harried constantly by beastmen, under one million populace all the time or else the entire species would be wiped out, under the reign of a betrayer and madman who ultimately turned against you in the end. Your methods were flawed, and your vision was too.
And I'll die again before I let anti-spiral energy be generated from the crushed hopes of the populace, whether beastman or human. No matter how worthy of extinction the former is, they don't deserve what you had in mind."
Tömas stands up with the limberness of a man a thirtieth his age.
"I'm not even sure why I'm listening to you yap about your so-called greater good anyhow. You're just a washed-up old dustball who was proven wrong in the end. Not even able to do anything but harp on about how things should've been done your way and then everything would've been alright. We'll move in without you."
He tucks the cube into his jacket pocket (I know he's a ghost, shut it it makes sense), seemingly completely ignoring the massive walking hypocrisy his last statement was, and walks off into the night, intent on finding a fight of some sort to distract him until morning.
