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We fight because we know things are wrong. We fight because we trust they can be better.

He may have been all smiles, but behind his soft exterior lay an oaken core.

Our blood is all the same in the life it sustains and the power it holds. Choices are what make us different.

Your father’s crime was believing the wrong story. A carefully woven story, one that had been told to him since the day he was born. Most of his life, it served him well, and his prosperity only supported the fact that the tale told was a good one, that the narrative was true.
Your father’s last decision, to give up his only son for the city, for the Leader, was a mark of his conviction. It was a terrible thing.

The ruthless leader is driven by himself. He veils it in rhetoric about our precious city, of course, but the man wants nothing more than power—power to do as he wishes, to be worshiped by all. It is a sickness that knows no cure.

Smarts or no smarts. Training or no training. Weapons win wars.