I didn’t want to be the bad guy.
Well, I suppose most people are like that. I can’t imagine
anyone waking up and going ‘Time to be evil!’
Instead, I wake up and go ‘Time to be hated!’
Hard choices have to be made in hard times. The settlement
is low on supplies, and every day is worse.
I could show mercy, try and keep everyone alive, but then
the supplies would run out in a month at best.
No no, choosing the least valuable residents for slaughter
and consumption is the logical option.
But somehow, I’M the bad guy…
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