Thanos is a scary monster. A huge Orc. And I'm his treat.
His fame is well known.
He lives for war. Women. And ale.
His clan has conquered the humans in my bunker.
He has chosen me to attend to him.
In this shattered world, women are commodities to be used, bartered with, and fought over.
Just like grains or meat.
I am his property. But he doesn't know that I'm from the human resistance and I have a secret mission.
It is to assassinate this savage Orc.
I'm going to do it for my father, who died by their hand. For the women who have been treated as playthings. For the human race as a whole. I can do this. I can kill
him.
No matter how well he treats me, I must kill him.
Even if he shows me kindness and love.
I must carry out my mission!
But then, why do I lay on Thanos and not feel hate for this Orc?
Why do I instead only feel love?