People are like “Doomguy is a murder machine with no feelings and his only pleasure is murder”
And I’m like “Dude ended up in this fucked up situation because he was disgraced after refusing to open fire on innocent civilians back on Earth, would rather sacrifice himself if it meant saving what’s left of humanity and had a pet bunny named Daisy”
You know this world, this sad, doomed little world, it needs you. It needs every last Winchester it can get, and I will not let you die. I won’t let any of you die. And I won’t let you sacrifice yourselves. You mean too much to me, to everything.
What he says:
You know this world? This sad doomed little world. It needs you, it needs every last Winchester it can get and I will not let you die. I won't let any of you die, and I won't let you sacrifice yourselves. You mean too much to me, to everything. Yeah you made a deal, you made a stupid deal and I broke it. You're welcome.
you started a rebellion based on your personal ideological beliefs and although you glorified "freedom from the diamonds" as a free choice and justified your cause to yourself and your followers by preaching essentially nonviolent means of resistance, even to the point of all but killing one of your firmest ideological supporters for wanting to shatter gems instead of bubble them, you broke your own taboo shortly after by shattering one of the four guiding-light figures of gemkind, robbing countless gems of their natural sense of purpose, an intrinsic part of a gem's sense of identity, and forcing the choice of freedom from the diamonds upon each of them, only to then find the harmonious gem/human utopia you dreamed of replaced with a desolate dangerous stagnated world and dooming yourself and your two closest friends to an eternity of facing the distorted forms of your former friends and being helpless to help them, all of them taken with a disease too potent to be cured by your healing powers, a reality you had relived daily for thousands of years. you finally created me as a convenient escape from your mountain of regrets.