“By now, I hope it’s pretty clear I was spitballing most of what I did to unite the planet, with little forethought or long-term planning in the mix during those early days.” Kindroth shook his head and sighed. “So you ask how it would work? It f*****g wouldn’t, but just as I’m willing to sacrifice a few politicians, the Bright One would also have been willing to sacrifice me by branding me a false prophet. If I got lucky, exile would have been a good outcome from that… but even if I died, it wouldn’t really have been that bad. I did what I thought I had to do to save my planet, it worked out, and if my death could’ve secured a better future for everyone, that wouldn’t have been the worst way to go. We all have to die one day; may as well make it a good death.”
“Surprisingly altruistic,”
