Inhale. She’s… incredibly angry. She devoted her entire childhood to saving humanity and this guy just did it for what? Because he felt like it? Didn’t like the politics? She couldn’t understand…
Her voice is low, controlled. Calm and collected, although there’s a seething anger under the surface, barely contained by whatever mental training she’s put herself through to stay calm in any situation.
Calm like she’s supposed to be.
Calm like her father’s coworkers, who she spent her childhood looking up to and dreaming of being like.
She won’t explode. If she yells, if she raises her voice, she loses.
“You… are a monster. I don’t care how bad that war was… you ruined lives. You didn’t… just ruin them. You ended them.”
“The actions I took… the mindset I adopted, to get here… was inherently selfish. But there’s a difference between selfish acts, and the acts of someone who has no regard for those around them.”
“The time I spent with my tartar was… brief. And it’s tainted by the horrific actions that have taken place.”
“But before I met him, I acted selflessly. I gave my childhood, my future— to the cause of saving humanity. His influence taught me to be selfish. Your actions were not selfish— they were moralless. We are not the same.”
She mostly said that last part for herself.
It’s not that Jeremy didn’t want to save humanity, he really did. He tried every peaceful option but the law makers payed him no heed. The war was just dragging on, millions dying by the hour. He saw no other option but to trick them into causing their own demise.
“You say that, but if there truly was a god then don’t you think they’d have stopped me? Either they do not exist or they desired the same thing as me. No one creature can rule this planet forever, had I not ended humanity then the war would’ve eventually.”
He remained calm as she ranted, a bit of it felt like projection on her end.
“Believe me, I tried to handle it peacefully but they simple wouldn’t listen. You don’t really understand how far gone these politicians were, they didn’t care about anything unless it’d make them money. They didn’t care about all the lives they were ruining, I had no choice but to use their greed against them in order to ensure the next race would not repeat their mistakes.”
He still couldn’t grasp why she cared so much about this. They’re as dead is dinosaurs at this point, no one mourns the dinosaurs.
“As for Tartarus... I take given your age and your situation you’d cling to an inanimate object like that. I had my cat so had no need for such a connection. Seems your attachment to him was for the worst, if you can’t fix him and make it behave I’d recommend getting some better friends. Ones who don’t cause mass harm to others.”
And yes, he was including himself on that. As much as he didn’t want to leave this kid to fend for self he knew she wouldn’t want help from him anymore.
