“So I headed east. Oh, they were all monsters, narcissistic, tantrum-prone geniuses, but once you got past that, you found yourself talking to people who were, at bottom, damned smart, with a whole lot going on. The Old Man refused to listen. Ever more effortless murder, the final statistical flat-line in the falling price of destruction.
”Shingen scowled. You may think of that as a tiresome project, like cleaning your bedroom. ”Interesting. “It’s what she wanted most in the world.
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