Mercy? Compliance? What’s that even worth anymore?
How many times can you offer forgiveness before it turns into cowardice?
How many chances do monsters get before you stop pretending they’ll ever change?

When the system grinds you down to numbers and nerve endings, when even your kindness is used against you —
you either break, or you burn it all.

No saviors. No redemption arcs. Just pain, rage, and the question that never shuts up:

Who still deserves to live, when survival itself feels like betrayal?