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Corvo knew what the man meant, but that wasn't particularly to say that he agreed with it. He'd been on both sides and knew each intimately, in ways that most never would. It was for this reason that he knew there would never be peace. One man or woman might see the truth or be reasonable, but the galaxy would always be divided.
For every one that's reasonable, there are a hundred that aren't. In an ideal world that might be a thought, but we don't live or work in such a world. We live in a world that's ugly. There are monsters out there who cannot be reasoned with. People who kidnapped my wife and held her for six months torturing her so that they could corrupt her, anger grew in his chest as he said it. It wasn't directed at Jet, but at the men responsible for taking what he loved most. Even as he spoke, he knew he'd done those same things, though. He'd corrupted the Jedi that the galaxy knew as Darth Solumn, Dark Lord of the Sith. He'd burned Saleucami, Zeltros, and Onderon. He was one of the monsters. That was why he did what he did; because sometimes the only way to kill a monster was with a monster.
You might be able to claim one or two from the other side, but changing systems that have been indoctrinated into people's minds. No... I'd like it if we could sit down and have peace. If there was a middle ground, but there isn't. And I don't think there ever will be, he finally said. Perhaps Jet disagreed, perhaps not. Corvo knew what he knew. He'd been through the indoctrination himself and seen others through it as well. it wouldn't happen.
After a moment, he shook himself from his thoughts and all the attached memories, bringing back to bear on the moment and the conversation at hand. Well, I imagine it's a good thing there aren't more of your people fighting for the Sith. You seem to be a truly terrifying type of soldier, he added. It may have sounded odd, but coming from a man like Corvo it was more akin to a compliment.
For every one that's reasonable, there are a hundred that aren't. In an ideal world that might be a thought, but we don't live or work in such a world. We live in a world that's ugly. There are monsters out there who cannot be reasoned with. People who kidnapped my wife and held her for six months torturing her so that they could corrupt her, anger grew in his chest as he said it. It wasn't directed at Jet, but at the men responsible for taking what he loved most. Even as he spoke, he knew he'd done those same things, though. He'd corrupted the Jedi that the galaxy knew as Darth Solumn, Dark Lord of the Sith. He'd burned Saleucami, Zeltros, and Onderon. He was one of the monsters. That was why he did what he did; because sometimes the only way to kill a monster was with a monster.
You might be able to claim one or two from the other side, but changing systems that have been indoctrinated into people's minds. No... I'd like it if we could sit down and have peace. If there was a middle ground, but there isn't. And I don't think there ever will be, he finally said. Perhaps Jet disagreed, perhaps not. Corvo knew what he knew. He'd been through the indoctrination himself and seen others through it as well. it wouldn't happen.
After a moment, he shook himself from his thoughts and all the attached memories, bringing back to bear on the moment and the conversation at hand. Well, I imagine it's a good thing there aren't more of your people fighting for the Sith. You seem to be a truly terrifying type of soldier, he added. It may have sounded odd, but coming from a man like Corvo it was more akin to a compliment.