Why do i kill people? Well... sit right
there son and let me tell you about
the way the world works.
You see, back in my day I didn't really
kill people. I would knock them down
and take their pants as a playful little
reminder that they should not commit
the crimes that lead me to them. Now,
I would do this many times until people
actually started behaving in little areas
of the game. People were relatively
nice, and they typically felt thankful
that I didn't kill them. I liked that feeling.
However, because I did not kill them, it
allowed some to grow in aims of killing
me so that they could continue to wipe
out noobs, steal from wicker baskets etc.
I was killed several times. Each time I was
able to pick myself up again and go at it
without a second thought. Though people
began to grow weary of me. My presence
made them paranoid, and mentioning my
name to strangers instantly turned friendly
conversation into a stiff, distant attempt
to get me to go away.
The great thing about killing is it teaches
people in a way that doesn't allow them to
make that same mistake again. It takes
away their ability to do the wrong thing.
It forces them to no longer have any form
of capability to do wrong. They may no
longer have the ability to do right... but
that is merely a sacrifice they must accept.
Now, what's better than giving criminals no
ability to do wrong? What if I make it so
that no one at all can ever do wrong again.
What if i target them one by one until there
is no dark stain upon the hearthlands that
will glare me in the eye as a disgusting
imperfection? Yes, that does sound like a
truly beautiful hearthland, does it not? A
place where there is no more fear of the
other players, no more worry that someone
may steal from you. No more worry that
you will lose everything for no reason.
Because everyone is dead. Utopia through
genocide. Until there is not a single filthy
little hearthling left that may dim the light
of the world.
People may think it sick, but is it so wrong
for me to wish perfection on the hearthlands?
I kill for people like you, my friend, that you
may one day know a flawless Hearthland.
