[Not all beings are people, no. And sometimes, people are beyond the control of anyone or anything.]
No mind, no me, the red has pushed me out and all that's left is rage. Breath bubbling, fog, fading at the edges, pain pulls me back to life, Maker, I am ready. I...
[But there are those he's killed before they reached that point. Enemies in the field who had tried to hurt him, but it can't be denied they died by his hand. Men and women with lovers and families.
He killed them for the sake of the Inquisition. And that only reminds him of how alone he is, here.]
...I need someone to tell me, otherwise. But everyone else is... [He tenses.] I won't kill for them. I won't be a weapon for someone else.
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No mind, no me, the red has pushed me out and all that's left is rage. Breath bubbling, fog, fading at the edges, pain pulls me back to life, Maker, I am ready. I...
[But there are those he's killed before they reached that point. Enemies in the field who had tried to hurt him, but it can't be denied they died by his hand. Men and women with lovers and families.
He killed them for the sake of the Inquisition. And that only reminds him of how alone he is, here.]
...I need someone to tell me, otherwise. But everyone else is... [He tenses.] I won't kill for them. I won't be a weapon for someone else.