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There were monsters in the world, Cho knew that well enough, but none were nearly so monstrous as man.
"The thing about this world, the way to survive, is you either become the worst monster you can be, or you find someone else willing to be an even worse monster and make yourself useful.
Very slowly, the boy leaned forwards. He wore no expression, just that blank, fathomless stare that led all the way to the void between the stars. When he finally spoke, his voice was a whisper so quiet Zhihao barely heard it. "I am the worst monster you know."
"In my experience, it is those who claim to be trustworthy who are most untrustworthy. Those who claim to not deserve trust, are often far too scared of trusting others."
"One can either let their losses define them, or define those losses by what is left to them."
The Emerald Wind was no longer trying so hard to keep himself separate from the others.
He wondered if Itami would just accept it like she did most of the decisions the boy made. He hoped not. Zhihao hoped she might stand up for him at least that once. They were, after all, working together quite well these days.
She taught to me think three different ways at once. The past, for it is important to remember what has come before in order to see what may come again. The present, because one cannot make plans without first knowing what resources one has available. And the future, to know what one's opponent must do and when, and to position oneself to counter their every move.

