[Elizabeth doesn't think it matters. There's so many others think it doesn't matter, past lives and this life, but those people don't know of the whole murder thing. Goro knows Wesker's right. Reading over the other's own memories and thoughts about it, he's certainly right about it, and he doesn't reply for a while. Working out what he should do with that in mind.
Eventually, though. Eventually.]
Thank you.
I don't think the people in question have realized my actions just yet -- they all talk so nicely to me, they say that things in that life don't matter in this -- but I do intend to tell them. As hard as it is. They can make their own decisions after they've heard me out, though I... don't think I'll accept their niceties about what matters and what matters not.
Because you're right. They mean well, but it doesn't help. It only feels worse.
Some of them will continue to offer things like that to you anyway. Make it plain that you don't agree, but if they matter deeply to you don't push the matter. They tend to be more concerned with your suffering than properly acknowledging what you've done; let them have their delusions about what you do and don't deserve. Again, they do mean well.
Telling people is difficult, but that's as it should be. Things like that shouldn't be easy; bluntly put, it would likely be more of a concern if it were.
We're able to then look back at what we did in horror and distaste. We're able to acknowledge our evil in a way we would be unable to do so as "ourselves."
I was able to come to a better conclusion for myself by talking to you. An evil man could not help in such a way.
And so I do believe it to be undeserved. But I doubt you will ask for compensation, even as I explain it so.
It's been a while since I've been properly angry, to be honest; I've never really been prone to it.
Even in my past life, when hatred seems to have been the majority of the emotion I recall having... Well, spite and hatred had their places in the order of things, but anger always struck me as oddly senseless. That isn't to say that it never happened, but it was generally rare.
[ Kei has his own thoughts about anger. He considers it senseless for him due to his own emptiness. Anger from an empty person is no more than a joke, after all. ]
I see. I also rarely ever get angry. I have one memory of feeling pure anger, and that is how I knew the action was a favor to the world. But I digress.
I believe anger comes from what we believe is "right." If something is not right, we get angry. And so the idea that you find being mad senseless makes sense to me. You don't see reason to be angry because you understand and consider our actions "right?"
Yet I see every reason to be angry because there is nothing righteous about passing cruel judgement on a good man. But I cannot be angry for you, Albert Wesker. That is why the compensation I offer is allowing you a rare change to be upset and to yell out all your grievances at someone.
A weight you had not known may come falling off, too.
Most of my grievances are internal. They lie with my past life, and with my own actions in response to my situation then, and with the fact that I can't deny that those actions make more and more sense to me as time goes by here.
It's nice that you have no grievances with anyone in this city, though. Still, to get that far in understanding your own internal upset, I suppose that means you've already been venting some?
The thoughts and processes that went into them, primarily.
I don't know if I would call it venting. But I do have a few people that I've spoken to regarding it. My memories are the sort that are best not handled entirely on one's own.
From what I recall you telling me, it doesn't sound like it was a sudden, spontaneous process. It sounds like it took time to eventually decide on what to do -- so that makes sense that it would start to make sense as the memories come together.
I was kidnapped as a child, for the sake of being brainwashed and experimented on. I haven't remembered going through it; I don't know if I ever will, given that I didn't remember the details of the incident in my past life, either.
I do know that it was something I went through with dozens of other children. When there were thirteen of us left, we were all made to inject ourselves with viruses. Only two of us survived - my sister and I. We were also made to work for the man who did all of that to us, once we were old enough.
Those are the reasons I have in my memories to take up grievances with people.
In short, your other self saw the evil of the world. He saw that the evil was not punished by the world but rewarded for it, instead. If humanity can allow such to exist, it would be better to simply restart with "survivors" rather than "winners," right?
I never directly admitted as such back then - not to myself or anyone else. But overall, I do believe that to be the case.
I wanted to write a new history for the world. One of my choosing, one that I could control. One that wasn't governed by the current laws of humanity, because as far as I could see that would only lead it to ruin.
It would be admitting that "you" have no control, and for someone that is to be a god, that is not something anyone can just admit.
Humanity is one that is filled with contradictions. But I do believe that society is mostly "good." It mostly strives for the ideals of good and just. Whether it actually achieves it is another matter. But I have always liked that about humanity. For all of its flaws, it continues to try with its laws and morals.
I have an easier time believing that now than I ever could have back then - that despite all of humanity's inherent flaws and troubles, for the most part people do try their best, if nothing else.
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