Are You Tired of Being Nice? - A counterpoint

Yeah, but it's so hard. How do you do it?

On hearing that question, your heart feels as if it had stopped for a moment. You've gotten addicted to the rage, and then you gained a tolerance and a joyless compulsion. Your arms lower the blunt weapon in your hands, as your shoulders feel weighed and your spine dully aches. It doesn't even feel good to go ape-shit anymore. It just feels exhausting. And, you know, you used to be different.

"Yeah." You reply to the princess, "Yeah… I'm tired."