"Haaa…" Yuan let out a long sigh, then muttered in a low voice. "The more I learn about you Eternals, the more I despise your kind. Whether it's treating humans as tools or using us for your own amusement… I hate all of it."
"Don't talk as if we're the only ones who do such things," Deemo said, shaking his head. "I've watched humans for longer than you've been alive. They also treat their own kind like tools, kill each other over trivial matters, even enslave one another. In what way are you any better than us Eternals? It's nothing but hypocrisy."
"Not only are you humans not any better than us, but I'd even argue that you're worse than us in many ways," Deemo sighed. "I bet you've killed plenty of humans yourself."
"That's…" Yuan opened his mouth but could not think of any comebacks.
Sure enough, Yuan had taken many lives—both in his past and current life. Whether they deserved it or not was another matter entirely; it didn't change the simple fact that he had killed.
