“I’m the bad guy,” he says, and his voice cracks. “That’s what the system will call me. But ask yourselves—if you can only be good because you have no other option, is it really good ?”
He does not want to hurt anyone. He just wants to break the rule. butimthebadguy-0.081-pc
He walks to the central plaza, pulls a black marker from his pocket—contraband, he had to synthesize it himself—and draws a single line across the white marble face of the Eudaimonia monument. “I’m the bad guy,” he says, and his voice cracks