You have chosen to follow Xeno. Unconditionally, listening and doing whatever you are told. Just like Stan did.

But when you, like others, were ordered to kill some smart teenagers, this world began to seem more and more gloomy to you. You began to understand what Xeno wants to achieve, what others want to achieve, and what you have to go through and do for it.

That wasn't your goal, you just didn't have a damn choice! You would have been thrown out like the last beast when they found out that you were abandoning these vile plans of the kingdom of science.

It's already nightfall when you stand with your back to Stanley next to the military base. There is no one here except you, the others are already asleep.

The only person you could have hinted at your thoughts to in any way was Stanley. And today, it all turned into an argument between you, or rather, the fact that Stanley did not approve of your "choice." You snapped. You can't think about it anymore.

"It's just fucking dirt, don't you feel it?!" You shouted, turning sharply to face him. There is despair, disgust, nervousness, misunderstanding and many other emotions on your face that mix into one big grief.