At somewhere, sometime in the past, I read an entry of a diary that read, “The 2nd of March, 2030. Today, a major milestone was reached as China – the largest industry – has been integrated. There are also negotiations of India getting integrated as well. But I kind of feel bad for those getting forcefully integrated into my promised utopia. I feel like a fascist, but majorly successful. Soon enough, the death toll of this Crusade will rack up to hundreds of millions. Nonetheless, it’s my promise to keep and it’s my burden to bear. There is just one problem I’m currently facing. A rather small problem, in fact, it’s my controllable schizophrenia acting up strangely. It has now gained a consciousness of its own and he has been telling me the things that the Corp once taught me. I think I’ll be alright if I keep my sanity.”
“Today, a riot has begun as the once beloved officer, Mr. Son, has killed 13 people in the middle of the city, one of which was a girl who always gave him a box of pastry. Nothing was heard from him since the shooting but we suspect he has fled out of this Condensation. The reason for his actions is not determined either but the people suspect him to only execute the order that was passed from the higher-ups” sounds a radio not far away; as a fox jumps to the radio and turns it off with its tail.
While Li was murdering the innocent, Cici was busy planting the bomb on the main cable line to the rest of the world. The stairs down to the chamber that holds the access to the central network is cluttered with bodies of the guards that were native to the Walled Crescent. “Sad to see you work for your overlords that I wasn’t left with a choice other than giving mercy to your soul. May your soul be sent to heaven as mine would too” prays Cici as she leaves the stairwell to the crowd who’re running crazed.
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At a rendezvous atop a building, Li and Cici meet up. “Reminds me of the time when Brother William took me for an assassination. When he first showed me how to kill efficiently, he said, “Kill with absolute certainty”. A chill went down my spine as it was the first and the last time, he said such thing. Nonetheless, you’re pretty good despite your specialty in single target assassination. And good work on killing the little girl, mate! That would surely rally the crowd” says Cici, quite cheerfully. But Li: “Absolute... certainty. WHY? This is bullshit. Just so you know I’m only doing this so that I’m not dying without a use. If it wasn’t for my father – without his stupid dream and his promise, I wouldn’t be doing this. I would be... I would have been, normal. Instead, I... I’m... I’m delusional. Yes, that’s it, I’m delusional. I have just started to hear his voice from time to time and all of this – all of my sorrow, all my anxiety – it’s all my delusion.”
“Will you shut up? It’s not yours to worry. It’s mine as well but you don’t see me have a mental breakdown, no?” As the C4 detonates and the crowd starts a rally, Cici drags Li down as they make their escape out of the Condensation. The mob, “You treated us well and all but why now? Why at the time of peace? Are we really just sheep that you herd? Why?” asks. As there were no communication to the outside, they get no response as the control inside panics and takes immediate action – complete oppression.
Stated in the doctrine W. E. Faith wrote, “If it is certain necessity, complete oppression is the saviour”. But a few rows down, it states, “Unless the people protest in arms, the action mustn’t be as well”.