"Fighting is in our blood, it's what we're made for. There can't be two perfect soldiers, only one of us can inherit our father's legacy! If we don't fight, dear brother, then what are we good for? What is our purpose if it isn't war? We are killers, through and through, and denying it is simply delusion."

He didn't know how to be anything other than a weapon.

"Our destiny isn't something that we can break. It's been encoded into us, it's a part of us. It's inescapable. And why would we even want to escape it? We're weapons, brother, and what else does a weapon want but a field of battle? Endless warfare isn't a hell for us, it's a heaven. Even you enjoy all the killing, however much you may deny it!"