บท 158: Valiant Warrior

DESI

Being a god, holding the Genesis in my soul, didn’t make me a perfect person. I’d been willing to kill those people - to kill everyone. I knew now that if li’Morl hadn’t stopped me, I might have used the Genesis to spread my pain and sorrow everywhere. Earth would have fallen. And who knows if it would have stopped there?

If I would have stopped.

Shame boiled inside me like an angry sea. I couldn’t face anyone, couldn’t bear to see the truth in their eyes. That I was crazy. A loose cannon. That I’d almost destroyed everything, undid all the sacrifices that had been made to save Midgard. All for myself. For a misplaced sense of retribution.

But life is life and there isn’t any true retribution. There would always be winners and losers, the haves and have-nots. Always.