Traitor, murderer, they’re just words. And their truth is dictated by whichever side you happen to be on.[to Kofun]
Once a dog bites, no matter how loyal you remember him once being, no matter your fondness for him, he must be put down.
For years, we held power based on the whim of the machines beneath us. When they chose to work, we were adored. When they didn’t, we weren’t. I don’t want to be queen because the machines work. I want to be queen because I am.