In the presences of a catastrophe people frantically search for a light of hope. No matter how much of a glimmer it is. It falls, the responsibility, to the one around them to console them. To stick together. To pull through.
Give them the right encouragement, any human can rise up to the occasion that will do you wonders. It make’s us ask ourselves, what are we made of? What are humans made of? Is it love? Is it compassion? Is it the ability to tolerate even the highest form of destruction and still rise up?
It is our strength. Our strength in unity. Alone, we are weak. Undefended. Vulnerable. But together? Together we are strong. We are titans. Mights of our strength combined, making us invincible.
When someone falls, we help them rise up. We do not kick them down. We do not leave them wounded. We believe in them. We fight for them. Tooth to nails. Though we do not have claws, we will still strike.
But the only problem is, who is the enemy? Who do we fight? Who do we throw ourselves at in order to save our comrades? Without a common enemy, all humanity will not stand together. We need a villain.
We need someone to strike first. We need someone to draw the first blood. In order for us to come together and retaliate. We need someone that they would do everything in their power to vanquish. Together.
This is why these events have unfolded. If this letter is received, know that it is not of our intention to defy our kind. It is out of necessity. The need for us to come together. To rise up and unite.
That is why some of us has took the role of the villains. Everyone wants to be batman. No one wants to be the joker. Not even us.
Should this letter have passed to you, now you know why what happens, happens. And I hope, for the best interest of all mankind, that you burn it. Destroy every copy you have of it. Continue with your life. And pray that none shall know.
We accept our doings as wrong. But given any chance, we will still choose this path. It is a heavy price to pay. The cost of peace.
