The Rocks must be crazy

"A world torn apart by a war, a war fought with but two weapons, one to break them, one to kill them. Weapons forged to create safety, only to destroy what they were meant to protect. Such is the way of such weapons." "Wiiiill are you talking to yourself again?" "I'm talking to my reflection, very different." he stared into the mirror, his reflection stared back. 'what are you on about mate?' his reflection seemed to say. Two more reflections came from each side. 'is he being a dumbass again?' they asked the first who nodded in response. The reflections turned to him, 'what the fuck are you even doing here? You didn't deserve to survive.' one said. 'you ruin this world, you are as much a weapon as the ones that destroyed it, just weak.' the one in the middle shrugged, 'sorry mate, I'm going to have to ag...' the mirror fell down in a thousand pieces. he pulled back his fist and stared at the shards on the floor. Ell ran up the stairs, he recognized her footsteps, one light, one heavy, one light, one heavy. She reached the top with a concerned look in her eyes. He turned to her, "let's go."