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ratsinadaze ([personal profile] ratsinadaze) wrote in [community profile] lifeaftr 2017-10-12 06:16 pm (UTC)

"I guess." She shrugs, looking anywhere but directly at Pharah. "One time, I saved a city and maybe the world from a demon goddess. Other than that, I make a mean soup. Those are pretty much my only points of pride."

It's not like she regrets all the objectively bad things she's done. She really didn't have a choice, after all. When you were SIN-less, you could run the shadows or you could die cold and lonely on the streets of the Walled City. She had grown up in the Walled City and that was enough suffering for a lifetime and a half.

She had also helped plenty of people, but whether or not that was the right thing to do was debatable. That kind of philosophy only worked if you were helping those who were weaker than you climb the ladder of life in some way. What if you helped the powerful become stronger? Or helped the weak bring down the powerful? Her job, and indeed much of her life, was geared towards hurting the structure of society and letting the pieces fall into place afterwards.

In the sixth world, it was a vital role that had to be filled by somebody. She just happened to have a talent for it.

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