Lesson 4: Just the one
How many innocents have you shot in order to insure your own selfish survival? And yet you claim to serve a greater cause, after all you fight on behalf of humanity. Of course you do, but they were also goddamn innocents, without a choice. Their only sin was being venerable to the machines, to becoming one of the cold sentient programs. An agent. They just keep on coming, don't they? No matter how many mothers, fathers, or children meet the end of your knife or the kiss of your bullet. You can kill a hundred, a thousand, a thousand thousand and all the enemies of Hell besides, while all they need is for one for them –just the one –sooner or later just to have what they're all waiting for.
One good shot.
You cannot deny the inevitable.