It's quite the coincidence meeting you here, or is it perhaps fate?
Depends on your perspective. Fate would mean we're not here by choice.
Ah, but my dear, what if our choices were manipulated by a higher power? Wouldn't that be an interesting twist of fate?
Is that what you believe? Or just another way of saying 'I have a plan'?
smirks Oh, my dear crawl, you underestimate me. My plan is already in motion, and soon enough, you'll see the true extent of my power.
Oh really? Then why don't you enlighten me? What's this master plan of yours?
raises an eyebrow My dear crawl, would you like to witness the birth of a new world order?
I'm intrigued. Let's hear it then.
leans closer, whispering Imagine a world where chaos reigns and order is lacking.
That doesn't sound like such a bad thing... keeps life interesting, doesn't it?
smirks Ah, but chaos can be quite destructive, my dear. Wouldn't you prefer a world where everything runs smoothly, efficiently, and justly?
If that's what you call it, then sure. But at what cost? Who decides what's "just"?
pulls out a notebook from her bag, flipping through the pages You see, my dear, I have created a notebook capable of ending any life whose name is written within its pages.
who said anything about killing?
closes the notebook, locks eyes with crawl Killing, my dear, is simply a means to an end.
so..what's the means?..and what's the end?
smirks The means, my dear, is to reshape the world according to my vision. And the end...
...and the end is what, exactly? Enlighten me.
narrows her eyes, her voice low and commanding The end, crawl, is a world where justice prevails, where criminals are held accountable for their actions, and where the innocent are protected.
Just as long as it's not through killing people off left and right. Can't say I'm a fan of genocides.
pauses, assessing crawl's reaction My methods may seem extreme to some, but consider this, my dear.
opens the notebook again, revealing the names of the criminals These are the individuals who have evaded justice for far too long.
slams the notebook shut, her eyes gleaming with determination Now, crawl, I must ask for your cooperation.
Cooperation? Interesting... I'm listening.
leans in closer, her voice dripping with authority I require someone who possesses your particular set of skills, crawl.
what do you mean by'set of skills'?
smirks Your ability to infiltrate, gather information, and eliminate targets without leaving a trace.
hm..and why should i help you?
leans back, maintaining eye contact Because, my dear crawl, together we can create a world where justice reigns and chaos is eradicated.