[ Soma feels a rant tingle on the tips of his fingers. He feels the desire to actually complain about what formed out of the criminal organizations that dissolved. Indeed, it was a lawful body, but the darkness had become so vast and empty that no matter what "good" was created; it did not bring order.
"I'm not bitter," Soma says, bitterly. ]
You're right. I'm prepared to work my hardest. But I'm sure it isn't just me that feels that way. We all have a goal that we're working towards, and that helps to ensure we all have a purpose.
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[ Soma feels a rant tingle on the tips of his fingers. He feels the desire to actually complain about what formed out of the criminal organizations that dissolved. Indeed, it was a lawful body, but the darkness had become so vast and empty that no matter what "good" was created; it did not bring order.
"I'm not bitter," Soma says, bitterly. ]
You're right. I'm prepared to work my hardest. But I'm sure it isn't just me that feels that way. We all have a goal that we're working towards, and that helps to ensure we all have a purpose.