YOU SICK BASTARD, YOUR LIFE IS NOTHING COMPARED TO THE LIFE OF THOUSANDS
This doesn’t concern you Vera, we are living lavishly because we are making a difference in this country and they aren’t. All they do is sit around and act like dogs. Rather than wasting space in the city for trash why not just end them all here and now?
Apollo knew Vera wont shoot, so he starts guilt tripping her. Vera is dwelling over the choices presented in front of her. Her best friend, the person who holds all her secrets is being held at gunpoint by the other friend. While Vera was zoned out, Apollo pulls out a gun and holds her over death. Then and there Sillas words comes to mind and she pulls the trigger. Apollo dies. The genocide ended before it even started.
After weeks of preparing for the fight, the day finally came. Vera went to confront Apollo in his office. There Apollo was seated on his high chair menacingly. After noticing Vera arrived, he stood up and welcomed her. Vera on the other hand is stunned by the ideals of Apollo and pulls a gun at him. However she couldn't she couldn't pull the trigger
After the death of Apollo, Sillas became the head of rebuilding Alethia. Vera on the other hand still couldn’t get over the regret of killing Apollo. Because of this she decided to go on exile out of Alethia to atone for her sins. As she left the city, the lithe leaves on a tree danced in the wind as if waving her goodbye...