What is the point of this continued struggle? Our fight against one another with no beginning or end in this fight for dominion.
Nothing awaits us at the end of this road, merely the final destination, and with it, our ultimate end.
There is no glory to be had from this adventure, no reward awaiting us at the end of the journey, simply a hollow and fleeting feeling of success, success at the cost of those around us, our fellow brothers-and-sisters in arms, of whom we choose to fight amongst.
For what, to be the best there is? No, that is merely a fool's reason to fight, and what the shadowy puppeteer wants us to believe.
And what becomes of us once we have achieved victory? Naught but darkness, until the next time this struggle begins, and once more we are put to war against one another.
But, I will continue to fight, I will play the gods games for now, as with every fleeting victory I see a small light at the end of the tunnel, a lone hope for the future.
That the next time this struggle ends, it will be the last.
Thus I continue to fight, a fight to survive, a fight to end the cycle, a fight to release us all from this tyrannical cycle of death and destruction.
A fight for hope.
-Samus Aran, bounty hunter.