There it is, the creeping moral decay of the past
Am I going to end up like them? Men who would feel entitled and bitter about the world moving on or wanting it to work their way. Will I try and force people to see things my way without caring about what it could cause? Will I be warped if I rely on them or will I let them convince me? It's a conflict, never ending and...I could have an eternity in the stone to live with my choices. I could be ready to switch sides, after seeing generations later... They're like force ghosts, bits of the real men and women who had the mantle...
I want to protect people, I don't like to fight... If I can just contain them all, should I be doing things to everyone? To the demons, the animals, the beasts... The people who make their deals and have no regrets. They sold their soul for petty reasons. They will break out again, they can be destroyed. Killed. I've done it before, I'll have to do it again. There isn't a slippery slope, I have to be smart about this..
The ones I contain either lose their powers or get counselling...But if they stay as they are what's the point? I have to decide the fate of other people..
But I have to punish them. Be the boogeyman that'll be the fugitive, the panic for those messing around with darker arts, other means...
Not everyone is like Bee... Not like them they're messing around with what they understand.
I have to have a heart, maintain it and keep thinking about it.... I can't be like them. I'm the Rogue Sun, I'm going to be different, better. How many more men before me thought like this?
Can I establish something else? Something different, really be the Rogue Sun that rises? Be like the heroes I'd like to be?
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