Was it worth it? Was it? Worth it? It...
The echo reverberated.
In the room with an Exorcism Power of 195, silence was the first response. No one answered.
Then came the sound of someone furiously slamming the desk. WHAM!
"This is ridiculous! Was it worth it or not? Of course it was worth it! I led this bunch of ungrateful citizens through the end of the world! I crushed the tide of the Undead! I worked my butt off developing the Maze, farming and storing food until the warehouses were about to burst—and you're asking me if it was worth it?!"
"Okay, I enforced a 12-hour workday, made people drink soup when there was no food, scrimped and saved on materials, and even planted informants among the populace to sniff out enemy spies... but there's no doubt I'm a good girl!"
"I was responsible for the survival and continuation of the human race right to the very end, and you still have the nerve to question my morality?!"
