>>54982768Sounds very cutesy. I wonder how a lady in one of those isolated route houses would react if I barged into her place and instead of striking up conversation, I decided to punch her in the face? Would she be unable to comprehend the thought of a stranger acting in ill will? Would she have the self-preservation instinct to run or scream for help, or would she simply take it, dazed and confused? I'd love to push the envelope—to tie her up and hurt her veeery slowly, until she was reduced to a screaming, incoherent mess, forever cowering in fear of punishment. Would she feel unclean, dirty, guilty even, if I brutally raped her over and over? If I instructed my Pokemon to do so?
What if I did it to different people, many times? If I killed them all, and scattered their dismembered corpses all over town? Eventually the news would would pick up on it. I wonder how the population would react, to the thought of a boogeyman hiding just around the corner, behind every little shadow, an alien being of malice incomprehensible that wanted very much to hurt them. Maybe they'd stop talking so casually with strangers. Maybe parents would stop letting their children go explore routes unsupervised, and women would look over their shoulder when alone at night.
What if I became to these simple people the very definition of Fear itself, of Evil? The reason to lock their doors at night, to doubt their neighbors and to fiercely cling to their children? Like a Promotheus, I would bring to them their fire, and use it to set alight their Eden. I would open their Pandora's Box with a smile and sic its contents on the world, and elevate every person therein from aboring caricature, and into a true and proper human. Eventually, all naive fantasies must come to an end, and all children must leave Neverland. I would be there to guide them. I would be their teacher, and I'd instruct them in the ways of humanity through fire and slaughter unparalleled.
