[ Is it a shame? Should Howl feel ashamed? This world is rotten, but... don't deeds like this mirror that very same rot? Dire circumstances call for dire actions, he has always believed that, but... but there's a level of irony here that isn't lost on him. It's pushing against the iron wall that the Kenoma has erected around his mind and soul.
And that... feels strangely familiar. All of this does, actually. Howl is quiet for a moment. ]
...There was a war going on in my world before it was destroyed. An immensely destructive war, being fought for immensely stupid reasons.
Already practicing magic off the record as I was, so to speak, I ignored the Crown's call for conscripts... I could not answer them anyway, with two of my aliases having received orders to appear for service at the same time... but that does not mean I didn't participate in my own way. I took to the skies and attacked their warships, diverted their bombs, fought with their wizards...
[ Howl doesn't know where he's going with this exactly, but it's all rushing to the forefront of his mind. Had any of that been a shame to him back then? ]
...so many other wizards. Men and women who answered the King's call, who didn't shirk their duties like I had. All of us, transforming our bodies, casting off our humanity in order to kill each other and risking the possibility of not being able to get it back after the killing was done.
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[ Is it a shame? Should Howl feel ashamed? This world is rotten, but... don't deeds like this mirror that very same rot? Dire circumstances call for dire actions, he has always believed that, but... but there's a level of irony here that isn't lost on him. It's pushing against the iron wall that the Kenoma has erected around his mind and soul.
And that... feels strangely familiar. All of this does, actually. Howl is quiet for a moment. ]
...There was a war going on in my world before it was destroyed. An immensely destructive war, being fought for immensely stupid reasons.
Already practicing magic off the record as I was, so to speak, I ignored the Crown's call for conscripts... I could not answer them anyway, with two of my aliases having received orders to appear for service at the same time... but that does not mean I didn't participate in my own way. I took to the skies and attacked their warships, diverted their bombs, fought with their wizards...
[ Howl doesn't know where he's going with this exactly, but it's all rushing to the forefront of his mind. Had any of that been a shame to him back then? ]
...so many other wizards. Men and women who answered the King's call, who didn't shirk their duties like I had. All of us, transforming our bodies, casting off our humanity in order to kill each other and risking the possibility of not being able to get it back after the killing was done.