"You are making them do this so that they don't become like you? Shouldn't they be like you now that a war is going to happen?" Cupid asked, using a hundred percent of her brain.
Pablo shook his head. 'Yes. They should become like me but not totally like me. I had hired people to help me to assassinate presidents and do other shit, and after my work was over, I killed those people too. They were all messed up in the head like me but I was worse. They had started taking me and the other group members as family, they were criminals like me but they had a heart. But they died in the end either way.'
"Why did you kill them?"
Pablo sighed. 'I was afraid they would betray me so I did it first. I killed them before they could kill me.'
"It was all in your head. People see others the way they are themselves. You were in the wrong and I am not afraid to say it."
