[But Mitchell is both the victim and the murderer. He killed because they killed, but he would have killed anyways, because there is a part of him--a part that is not so deep, an ugly dark seething part that likes exactly that: to kill, to hurt, to taste fear mingled with blood. That's what power tastes like.
And he can wear a mask, he can construct stability, he can pretend to be human and give up blood and live on the straight and narrow, but he will always fall, because that dark part is not his condition, but something completely and utterly him.I could see it in you, Herrick said, and he was not wrong. He's gone beyond excess, so that even his justice was a murder, and he fucking loved it. Because he isn't the only monster, is he. There are monsters wearing human faces who are really human, with souls nearly as black as his.
There is a long silence, then, in answer to Edgeworth.]
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And he can wear a mask, he can construct stability, he can pretend to be human and give up blood and live on the straight and narrow, but he will always fall, because that dark part is not his condition, but something completely and utterly him. I could see it in you, Herrick said, and he was not wrong. He's gone beyond excess, so that even his justice was a murder, and he fucking loved it. Because he isn't the only monster, is he. There are monsters wearing human faces who are really human, with souls nearly as black as his.
There is a long silence, then, in answer to Edgeworth.]
And what if your criminal is a monster?