Yui sourit avec ardeur vers la fille qui descend en bas.
"Si la seule chose qui t'empêche d'être une bête sauvage sans égard à la vie humaine, c'est ta robe, je ne sais pas comment tu étais humain pour commencer." son visage s'obscurcit légèrement pendant qu'elle roulait son cou, avant de regarder dans la direction du reste des disjoncteurs.
"Je doute qu'ils reviendront s'ils sont morts, à moins qu'il y ait un Tyrant qui pourrait ramener les morts...
Avant de pouvoir finir sa phrase, un duo sinistre perça la bulle de leur petit échange. Attrapant une ombre sur elle, la petite fille regarda vers le haut pour trouver un petit bâtiment blessant à travers le ciel. Dans un battement de cœur, le Démon du Progrès descendait de son point de montre en battant lentement par Cerise. Un regard inquiet et sombre dans ses yeux.
« Vos plantes, ou quoi que soient ces choses, peuvent-elles protéger l'entrée si nous nous dirigeons vers nous? Je pense que c'est qualifié de bruit fort."
"I know when to stop, trust me, I just choose not to."
Yui the Demon of Progress
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Yui desires nothing more than to be infinitely powerful. She wishes to become an indestructible galactic wrecking ball. To attain this senseless power she’s willing to push herself to death and beyond, all the while still expressing as much joy and enthusiasm as someone who’s borderline dead can maintain.
“What does it mean to live? The question is a sharp blade that pricks at my skin every day, beggin' for an acceptable answer.
The answer I arrived at is that to live is to suffer. It’s undeniable. The sooner you come to accept this fact with a genuine smile on your face, the sooner you’ll take full responsibility of your own life and that of others.
Then, from there, you’ll find meanin', purpose, and maybe happiness.
Obstacles and walls start becoming things you look forward to. Every ounce of pain and sufferin' that life dishes at you adds to your determination and will to succeed. The difference between me and my father is that I refuse to become jaded by this pain. I refuse to become some miserable, unfeelin' knuckle head that sucked the life out of everyone around him. I’m sure you can all relate in some way. Don’t let other people’s doubts and their lack of vision and hope, push you off your path. You must stand up…step up and take control even when everyone else in your life is afraid to do so.
After all this is what it means to move forward, to create a new world, to become better than we are.
The trainin' you underwent, the hardships you’ve endured, will undoubtedly illuminate your way forward. You aren’t just a bunch of wishy washy salvagers out to find their next meal. You are the pioneers that seek out the relics of the past to pave the road to the future.
With that, I wish you the best of luck out there, Excavators.
Humanity depends on it.” –Graduation speech at the Institute of Excavation