“It doesn’t come easy.
If there’s one thing I’ve lived - lived, not learned - it’s that it doesn’t come easy.
You make your decisions. You pull the trigger. You lead the charge. All along you’re trying to stop the world from ending.
Well, not the world. All these little worlds. Billions of worlds, lit up like stars.
But there are things you fight for because all along they felt right. You put things back where they belong because the way you started out meant nobody was ever going to do it for you.
You try to walk the lines of ethics, morals, justice, fairness. But all these lines, none of them are straight. Sometimes you have to dodge a little to the left or the right. You make mistakes in the name of getting things done and you live with those consequences. Or die with them, if it’s a bad day.
We all have bad days. Some of us are lucky enough to have more than one.
Sometimes, when you walk down that last hallway and come face to face with a means to an end, it’s not what you thought it would be.
But I’ll be damned if anything was going to change my mind when the clock ticked down to zero.
You’re a soldier. There are sacrifices. You don’t want to make them, but you do it. You wear every one like a line on your face.
When I made my decision, it was because I couldn’t see it working out any other way. All along we’ve been fighting against what the enemy told us was the right thing to do because we felt it was wrong. And all along we’ve been finding ways to co-exist, to be different and be stronger because of those differences. This cycle, this cycle was different.
Call me simple, but I had a mission.
When I made my decision, I didn’t think I would live to talk about it. I knew what it meant, and I knew what I was sacrificing. But I also believed there was hope.
Together, the galaxy could rebuild. Maybe even the things they claimed we’d lose forever.
We built these things once before, why not again?
It was a chance I had to take. It was what I set out to do when all this started. While I still had a heartbeat. Before I spun out and went black in space, before I bled out and died under the stars. So I became the destroyer. It destroyed me too.
Except that I came back, again. They brought me back.
If they can bring back a man from frozen ashes, from a bled-out shell running on implanted VI processes, they can do anything.
This cycle is different.
They can make it right.
We can make it right.”