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carried off what little was left. I have seen what
choice does when it runs wild.”
“Choice didn’t burn your house,” she said.
“Men with guns did. Fear did. And now you’ve
become what you swore to stop.”
For a heartbeat she saw the boy in the dirt. Then
the man he had chosen to become. He wasn’t
saving humanity from chaos. He was saving
himself from remembering pain.
“Choice is a beautiful idea… for the strong,” he
said, voice cooling. “But most people drown in it.
They cling to lies, illusions, easy certainties. History
proves it. Nations vote away their freedoms.
Crowds cheer tyrants. Generations march to
slaughter.
“People can’t be trusted with freedom. Left to
themselves, they choose the chains that soothe
them. That is why Chorus existed. To strip away
noise. To give them one voice. That is not control.
That is mercy.”
“Mercy without consent is cruelty,” she said.
His hand hovered over the keyboard.
The monitors threw blue light across his face
like stained glass over confession.
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