They think these are just numbers? Code? No. These are... people. Behind every file is a life. My hands... are they clean? No. They are in this digital blood.

Look, there's a puddle after the rain. Smelly, oily. And the sky is reflected in it. Dirty, distorted... but it's there. And it's blue.

You know what the secret is? The world is a dump. People are shit. And if you don't attack first, they will attack you. I choose to attack first. Always.