Chiron's brutality increased with every kill. Could a synthetic develop a thirst for bloodshed? He became sadistic. Savage. Without mercy. Ultraviolent.

Atheism became the salvation of the wise and it was common knowledge that if God is for you then reality was against you. Among the core beliefs that the survivors shared, there were two considered supreme: the right to life, and the wisdom that God was just an imaginary being the religious used to deny the permanence of death.

She that will not fight is a coward. She that cannot fight is weak. She that dares not fight is a slave.

She believed in her dream like a fabled virgin mother expecting a messiah.

No great stars above her. Only a blackness that hurt to look at. Had the distant suns abandoned their birthplace? Earth was dying and the stars were gone like adulterous celestial lovers seeking a new terrestrial mate. She did not blame them. We were never worth shining for, she thought.

Darkness shrouded everything and the only light was the strange pulse of lightning that illumed the sky like a distress beacon. A dying world signaling for help to the ancient Starcrafter who created it.

Do you think a sociopath cries to God as they die? Ironic that one counterfeit being would cry out to another for help.

All the trauma terrorized her feelings. She sensed them harden. Fade. Vanish. Her emotions decayed and disintegrated like a waning timeworn woman would forget her own name and everything she loved. No, she thought. I won't let this happen. I will never stop feeling. No matter what. This is the bad news, she said. I must be insanely strong to survive this. This is the good news: I am insanely strong. She put on the protective suit. She will go outside.

Fear of the Lord is not the beginning of wisdom. It is the beginning of insanity.

Sin? Sin is a delusional sickness spawned to peddle a delusional treatment.