You reap what you sow, Artyom: force answers force, war breeds war, and death only brings death. To break this vicious circle one must do more than act without any thought or doubt.

You exist because we allow it and you will end because we demand it.

Sam: Why do I keep running into locked doors?
Jones: Bad luck?
Rodriguez: You're always going the wrong way?
Hellfire: Doors hate you?
Kenny: Increased security in war zones?

Boooomshakalaka

This dawning Epoch, this age of reason. An empire grown fat, ripe for the bleeding.