[Forced to fight...? But I don't understand how they do. Why they do, why they hurt others if they don't wish to do it. There-- I can feel that there is so much pain, here, even though they wished for...
the squirrel struggles to focus, a little overwhelmed as they draw nearer to these people.
Peace, they wished for peace, but how could it have come to this--?
the little creature falls silent as they near the fray, and they'll both find the constructs are well armed with guns built in. PEACE WILL BE MAINTAINED, one intones. PLEASE REMAIN STILL. ELIMINATING ALL THREATS TO ORDER.
one of the armored people trying to fight it falls, and the squirrel whispers, as if repeating it from somewhere: Why did we create them? Why did we think this was the way? They will never stop, never, not until we all are gone.]
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the squirrel struggles to focus, a little overwhelmed as they draw nearer to these people.
Peace, they wished for peace, but how could it have come to this--?
the little creature falls silent as they near the fray, and they'll both find the constructs are well armed with guns built in. PEACE WILL BE MAINTAINED, one intones. PLEASE REMAIN STILL. ELIMINATING ALL THREATS TO ORDER.
one of the armored people trying to fight it falls, and the squirrel whispers, as if repeating it from somewhere: Why did we create them? Why did we think this was the way? They will never stop, never, not until we all are gone.]