"More power... I must be... stronger... I... Why? Why did I... want power? ...Aenir? ...Don't...under...stand... "
"If you covet the dark, you must enter it of your own free will. You must erase yourself and become an empty vessel. Only then will you be able to receive the dark and master it. If your disposition is weak, you will be... lost. ... Ofttimes, you will forget why you seek the power to begin with. Only a few people every gain true power. To win such prize, one's self is a small and insignificant sacrifice."
— Teodor, Fire Emblem: The Blazing Blade
I kept wondering: had I always been like this? Back before the Animorphs, back before that encounter with a dying alien who changed our lives, who had I been? I tried to remember, but it wasn't like I was thinking about myself. It was like I was remembering some girl I used to know. Like she was an acquaintance I'd forgotten about until someone reminded me. It was like, "Oh, yeah, Rachel. I remember her."
I'd been very into gymnastics, I knew that. Shopping. I guess I'd never exactly been a happy-go-lucky party girl. But I tried to imagine myself back then, and tried to imagine grinding the tines of a fork into someone's ear while I threatened his family.
I'd been very into gymnastics, I knew that. Shopping. I guess I'd never exactly been a happy-go-lucky party girl. But I tried to imagine myself back then, and tried to imagine grinding the tines of a fork into someone's ear while I threatened his family.
— Animorphs #22: The Solution
Mr. Spender: I don't like sounding callous, Master, but it's a natural side effect of working pragmatically for the greater good.
Francisco: ...And of being a callous servant of evil. You'll perish choking on the words "greater good" with some hero's blade in your gut, mark my words.
Francisco: ...And of being a callous servant of evil. You'll perish choking on the words "greater good" with some hero's blade in your gut, mark my words.
"There was nothing left that I wanted to protect."
— Akaza, Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba
Xinchub: I sold my soul a long time ago, believing that I was helping humanity, and all our terran cousins. I've done all kinds of atrocious things, and somewhere along the line I started to enjoy them.
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Cetta (sarcastically): Happy memories?
Xinchub: Yeah. Good times, good times.
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Cetta (sarcastically): Happy memories?
Xinchub: Yeah. Good times, good times.
Partitio Yellowil: Mister Roque...what did you want so bad that you'd do so many horrible things to get it?
Roque Brilliante: I don't even remember anymore...
Roque Brilliante: I don't even remember anymore...
Some of the Darkoath’s mightiest warlords began their journey not because of some vision of personal glory but simply out of the desire to keep their kin alive at all costs. It is true that a lifetime of constant, numbing violence has since turned many of these men and women into figures of dread, each obsessed with the fulfilment of ever darker and more bloodthirsty oaths. Yet they were heroes once.
— Warhammer: Age of Sigmar, "Battletome Supplement: Darkoath"
