No.25's POV
In order to protect a life… there were things that needed to be done, even if it cost another life.
That's Life.
It's not just the things that walk and talk that are alive… if one looked deep enough, everything had life. Everything held a soul within its own unique vessel.
Each one was different, yet each one carried a different purpose in their existence.
The Lion eats Deer.
The Deer eats Grass.
The Grass eats Soil.
And… the Soil eats everything.
That's life.
In order to survive, one had to take the life of others to stay alive. There was no justice in it, no cruelty, and no mercy.
It was simply the way existence continued forward.
That was the universal truth.
Even life itself could not disagree.
And I… a mere nobody stood among piles of twisted metal and mangled bodies. Blood ran between the cracks in the ruined ground, mixing with ash and fragments of armour. The smell of iron clung to the back of my throat with every breath.
