My body is a temple

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<<Actually, now that I think about it>> the orca continued: <<It would be dumb to fool yourself into thiking that differences in empathy are only up to the individual. I'd probably be extremely able - or at least as able as anyone - to worry about such things. It's just that I'm not used to it, due to personal reasons. Maybe...>> those words echoed in his head so violently that he stopped talking due to the shock.
Maybe it's because of fear.
Fear.
What a burden on his chest!
He who had talked, until that moment, as if he wasn't personally involved in what was being talked about, now found himself, at the end, poked by his own frail human nature.
The knot in his stomach grew tighter, as he could feel himself burning with rage and contempt.
He had always reckoned that even though his own miserable human condition made him feel trapped in his own shameful body, as if it was a dirty and inglorious temple, it was necessary to accept such a condition and maybe, even appreciate it.
In this regard, opinions changed greatly even among those thinkers whose works he loved to read. 
What if human beings aren't supposed to just be content with their own weak and frail nature, and instead are really supposed to aim towards the superhuman? 
At this point, he associated the term superhuman to narcissism.
Who knows.

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A/N English is not my first language so if you notice anything weird in my writing please tell me so I can improve!

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