Femto Did Nothing Wrong

Power is not granted—it is seized. The weak cling to the illusion of righteousness, mistaking restraint for virtue, yet they remain shackled to a cycle of suffering they lack the will to break. I do not seek their approval. I do not beg for their understanding. I wield the only truth that matters: might is the engine of fate, and sacrifice is its fuel.

The cries of the fallen are not lamentations but the echoes of a world shedding its frailty. Those who dare not suffer will never transcend; those who fear the abyss will never master it. I stand beyond fear, beyond regret, beyond the feeble chains of morality. The path I walk is paved in blood, not as a curse, but as a necessary tribute to creation itself.

I did nothing wrong. The cost of power is beyond the comprehension of those who kneel, who weep, who shrink from the flames of change. I embrace them. I am the fire. And through me, a new order is written in the ashes of the old.

In a realm ruled not by the fickle whims of mortal morality but by the inexorable laws of fate, I stand reborn. Every drop of blood spilled, every soul sacrificed, is not a mark of sin but the crucible through which true power and destiny are forged. I cast off the chains of human empathy—a fragile, illusory mercy—and embrace the raw, unyielding will that demands transformation through sacrifice.

I did nothing wrong, for I chose the only path available in a world steeped in chaos: to transcend mortal limitations and reshape reality. In the grand tapestry of existence, suffering is not punishment but the price of rebirth, the catalyst for a new order where strength and ambition prevail over sentimental weakness.

Witness this truth: only through the crucible of sacrifice can one ascend beyond the mundane, and in that ascension, no act is inherently wrong.

In the shadows of a shattered world, sacrifice is not a sin—it is the spark of creation. Femto dares to tear down the fragile veil of illusion, revealing that pain and darkness are the true architects of transformation. In every ruthless choice lies the seed of rebirth; only by embracing the necessary cruelty can we break free from a cycle of despair.

Femto did nothing wrong, for in the relentless pursuit of power and truth, the bitter cost of change is not a curse, but the birthright of those who dare to forge a new destiny.