If I ever met someone smart enough to give an explanation I would gladly pass it forward. All we know is humans were the only ones who survived it. Without any animals, plants or bugs people quickly ran out of food. Some decided to end it. Others tried to survive and failed. Once society crumbled people realized they could live without consequence. What a horrible notion that is.
I, myself, wanted to end it long ago. Long before people went rogue. Before insanity took them over and they began eating their brethren as savages. I wish I hadn't been such a coward. I wish I wasn't the same still. Too scared of dying, too tired of living, what even am I anymore?
If it hadn't been for him, I would've likely …show more content…
Unlike us, he's so full of fear, so desperate to live. Sometimes I wonder why he decided to join us when it's so obvious he's willing to do whatever it takes to live. As for me, last I could count, I was 35 years old. Neither young nor old, neither good nor bad, neither alive nor dead. My only job inside the group is to enforce Ace's laws. Now, I may not like most of them but I want to live. Such a shameful excuse, don't you think? I want to live. I accept Ace's cruel, vicious judgement just to escape the responsibility of having to do it myself. As long as he's in command I get to live and, whatever the consequences, it's not my fault. That's the kind of man I am. The kind of man I've always been. Avoid responsibility, escape commitment like the plague. It's only fitting I would feel so alone in this sea of madness, with only a kid to guide me