[He frowns down at the table, something uncomfortable forming like a mass in his stomach.]
... I do, yes. I believe in God. But — I'm not sure if evil is something anyone can truly measure. I try... to keep those things in the hands of God. To let Him say what is and isn't evil, because... humanity is a flawed creation, the kind that could misunderstand. The kind of creation that can be wrong. About what is and isn't evil.
[A held breath, as he dwells upon the words spoken to him, last he was in his world.]
If I may be honest, I had spent some time concerned if I had something evil in me. If my choices were actually the work of someone tainted by the Devil himself — and that I was ruined. [Glancing up, he considers the question, or rather, the reason for it.] Do you think you're evil?
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... I do, yes. I believe in God. But — I'm not sure if evil is something anyone can truly measure. I try... to keep those things in the hands of God. To let Him say what is and isn't evil, because... humanity is a flawed creation, the kind that could misunderstand. The kind of creation that can be wrong. About what is and isn't evil.
[A held breath, as he dwells upon the words spoken to him, last he was in his world.]
If I may be honest, I had spent some time concerned if I had something evil in me. If my choices were actually the work of someone tainted by the Devil himself — and that I was ruined. [Glancing up, he considers the question, or rather, the reason for it.] Do you think you're evil?