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“I’d say I wish I was dead, but… but I feel like I’m already dead. I just… I can’t remember when I died.”
self-destructive societies, there was no such thing as good karma—only destruction.
There was nothing else to say. His fate was sealed. He saw a reflection of his old self in his daughter—miserable, angry, hateful. She had adopted his worst traits. He realized he had created a monster through his monstrous actions. Like father, like daughter.