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Hey Mr. Douchard, what's up dog?

"Ah yes... How clever of you, Tim. Always a pleasure. Though I will say I was fine up until this exact moment."

Until my message? Damn, I get you down that fast? Now that's my kind of flattery. Tell me though - since you're now stuck with me and not the other way around, unless you block me and I have to remake anyway, which you shouldn't since I just subbed for ad free - what's your biggest regret? (So far. ;))

"Hm. It may disappoint you to learn that I really have no regrets. To some, everything I have done may seem drastic and with much sacrifice. But, that's precisely the point, isn't it? One can not advance in our world without willing to make a few sacrifices. To regret something would mean I have some desire to change what happened. I assure you I would change nothing."

So, Bouchard, never made a single mistake in your life? Not personal, not professional, not in the line of your fuck-everybody-over duty?

"Once again, Tim, that would imply I have some sort of regret, which we have established I do not," Elias just waves his hand dismissively, letting out a sigh, "I realize you might not understand this, but, I don't see my life quite the same as you do. There are no mistakes, no regrets. Only choices made by everyone in the world, every being. Choices led us to where we are today, and honestly," his smile spreads wider across his face, "why would I want to change that?"

Oh, I don't know, maybe to stop having the extra title of Mr. Douchelord? But hey, everyone's got their life goals. You seem pretty set on yours, which would be fine, if you weren't dragging everybody else down with you. So, what's the ratio here? Cost and profit? I already know lives mean nothing to you - but in terms of, how much effort you've got to put into a guy who's just going to die anyway, how much is too much?

"The profit is worth every single cost. And it will be when I am finally on top," the smile on his face spread even further for a moment before Elias regain his composure and shrugged it off, "What's that old saying? In order to make an omelette you have to crack a few eggs. As far as how much effort is too much? I had around half a century nearly with Gertrude. She would have been perfect had she been more reliable. It is... Annoying to start new, but, well... The process for working in the Institute is very thorough for a reason.."