(Non-original party, just say a little bit about the content expressed in the work itself.)
I brushed this work to a point or two last night. Often, but last night I rarely fell asleep. After going over and over again, I even dreamed of the classic scene of cutting and replicating human limbs in "Cloud Atlas". The man was hanged upside down, the drooping arms were dismembered, the scene was extremely real, but I was always a bystander of my dream, numb. I won't wake up because of this.
I think I'm thinking about a standard. I'm not sure what this criterion is used to evaluate. To me, both Satan and demons are heroes; Satan and angels cannot tell the difference between good and evil. In other words, Miki, the devil, questioned the group of people who shot her, and she couldn't answer it herself. In what capacity are you answering? As an individual (who wants to live/want to protect others)? As a human, or as a demon? (I have been watching a lot of science fiction recently. Her question is considered on the cosmic scale. How should I answer it?)
Unable to answer. Because we (I might even mean specifically me and you who are reading this crap) believe in different things.
I have long believed that the winner is king.
Satan likes simple demons like this, and I like people like me. But I have to admit that I have something in my heart that is far more terrifying than victory supremacy; also in the works, the power of the devil just magnifies the existence in the human heart that is usually well concealed. "Devil" is just a name, and people's hearts are but two sides.
But I don't hate the choice of the protagonist, the devil, just as I don't hate the power of love (not ironic here). I think I got redemption from people like that around me, otherwise I would have had a chance to fall into the abyss of sinking.
Sadly, these two ways of living are more aggressive than I thought. Loving people don't think I'm kind enough, they often think they can "influence" others by giving more love; and I see this as a serious violation, because the "I am who I am" part doesn't change. And when it comes to my interests, I can't tolerate my opponent who is lazy in my opinion. At this time, the benevolent and moral people who are full of "love" are undoubtedly very hateful.
Fortunately, I do not have the power of Satan.
Handing over your power to Satan is tantamount to handing over your head to Satan, unless you wipe out your conscience the moment you hand over your power, throw your human morality into the trash can, and join Satan. In a real world of the law of the jungle, so-called love has no "use". If enough power is really given to a human child, if he is also a follower of Satan, he will never hug anyone and cry like Satan at the end.
He will taste the sweetness of this world.
And I am afraid.
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