Right... I won't stop until all the gears are wiped out. (...) Why? I ask you the same question... Why should I do what you command? What binds me to you? (...) Every Gear manufactured after you, the first, is a production model. Having no will, they can do nothing buy obey you. So, then, why do you think I don't follow you like a mindless doll? (...) Isn't it obvious? I'm the prototype Gear. We were forged by the will of greedy human beings. And so, we're nothing more than a symbol of all that's wrong in the world. For that reason... I will never stop until I've destroyed every Gear.
...Justice...? That's right... the man who created us... ...our boss! I won't rest until you lie writhing in agony before me!
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Don't cry; that makes me feel "GUILTY". Leave... before I change my mind...
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What is peace? Some people... No. Everyone wants an answer to that question. Why? It's simple. Because no one's ever seen it before. Even if there's no misery before our eyes, we know that it's out there, somewhere. There are hills and valleys, but that doesn't mean we should flatten it all out. Mechanisms that simply prevent inequality take sin away from mankind. We belong neither in the wilderness, nor shut in buildings. We belong somewhere peaceful. Peace comes to be when people forgive each other's sins. When all sin vanishes from the world... That's when peace will vanish too. And the gears that give mankind meaning will stop turning. Is peace just a dream, then? It's not that simple. Just as every human face is different, so too are the worlds we all dream of. Some people are just incompatible. But if there's one thing I know for sure... There's no need to aim for a perfect world. As long as you keep trying, that world will eventually come to you. What matters is that, before that happens... You know the meaning of your life.
