The world speaks of kindness as if it were law, but law is only the weapon of the strong. I do not bend to ideals that chain the weak to illusions. Mercy, love, trust — all are ornaments worn until they become inconvenient. When survival is at stake, only results matter. My heart beats not for virtue, but for victory.”
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