I want you to understand my reasoning here.
We were screwed as a group. The troops were closing in, and there was no way we could fight off the entire army. We'd all be killed, and sure, martyrdom sounds like a good outcome for us. But they'd make sure no-one would ever hear of us.
The only way out that I could see, and still believe in, was that someone had to get out and spread the message. And the only way out was betrayal. So I killed them all, so I could restart the revolution.
One of these days.
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