Life is war. And every day is a battle to me; I'm on the brink of insanity, between extreme intelligence and split personalities. This is my war. And war, is my life.
"Life is for the living, so live it. Or you're better off dead." C said as she watched the snowflakes slowly melt away in her palm, "That's why I want to go, be free. What's the point in staying here and waiting for some man to die so you can take his place? I refuse to be an ideal. I want to be remembered for who I am, not some synthesized voice and letter on a blank screen. That's why I refused to be chosen as L. But that's why L chose me..."