A small monologue. Omega's War is over, Vincent is missing and Shelke meditates about her past and future
(Under pressure – Queen & David Bowie)
•••••
It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming 'Let me out'
Pray tomorrow - gets me higher higher high
Pressure on people people on streets
Turned away from it all like a blind man
Sat on a fence but it don't work
Keep coming up with love but it's so slashed and torn
Why - why - why?
Love love love love love
Insanity laughs under pressure we're breaking
Can't we give ourselves one more chance
Why can't we give love that one more chance
Why can't we give love give love give love give love
Give love give love give love give love give love 'Cause love's such an old fashioned word
And love dares you to care for
The people on the (People on streets) edge of the night
And loves (People on streets) dares you to change our way of
Caring about ourselves
•••••
Destruction, it was my only motivation. I murdered many people with no mercy. I never felt pleasure with it, but I was convinced that I had to inflict the same pain I felt. I needed revenge; the world was guilty for all my suffering. I was tortured; Shinra changed my body and metabolism. I cried until my tears dried...my feelings vanished into the air.
I only lived to please Weiss and I used my abilities for the glory of Tsviets. I was nothing but a puppet, a doll under constant pressure. Eventually I was discarded like nothing.
But they...they not see me like the monster that I am. They welcomed me...they cared of me despite everything I did.
I don't even know when I started caring so much about this Planet...Could be possible that I deserve all this gentleness? My sister was killed for one of my comrades, she died for my fault...she wanted me alive. Can I give myself one more chance to be a human being?
He gave us another chance to live...maybe we should take advantage of that.