"What the f…"
"...do this? Why?"
"IBAA's gonna go bankru…"
"...looks…earthquake…"
[Name: Adam | Planet: SS4E | Strength: 93 Agility: 4 Endurance: 1 Perception: 1] [Free Status Points: 13]
Adam could hear the group talking. But none of their words were even making it to his ears, their voices drowned by the whistle loudly whispering to him without end.
…They are… numbers…. A…
He couldn't even hear the voice inside his head. He tried to convince himself that all this death meant nothing—they were creatures of another world, and should be treated as mindless monsters.
But they weren't. Adam couldn't convince himself of something that wasn't true at all.
His own voice also convinced him that he'd already killed millions more just from being forced to participate in the Games; this one wasn't any different.
Of course, that realization just made him feel even worse. If there was another voice inside his head, Adam wished for it to speak now and say something else.
