Funtime Freddy's P.O.V
It was strange walking into the office, especially knowing it was our enemy's territory. The office was relatively small with a desk and chair in the middle of the room, along with multiple file cabinets against the walls. As much as we were pressured with the thought of William unleashing his army on the world at any moment, it was hard to focus on the mission with everything that had happened so far. Losing Bon Bon, Mangle, and Helpy. Then learning of William's plans and reason for everything. Even Nightmare who decided to hold off Ennard to allow us to reach our objective. All in the span of however long it had been, which I was starting to lose track of what time it was right now. It had to at least be three in the morning, though that was only a guess. Resurrection Day would soon commence and we had to there to stop it, along with William Afton. "Any sign of the entrance to where William is?" I asked looking around. "I'm not detecting anything," responded Duality. "It is logical to assume William made sure to install countermeasure systems to hinder our abilities on unraveling the entrance. He doesn't want to prevent us from finding his location, but merely delay us for as much time he can make," noted Scott Cawthon. "Then we'll have to find it ourselves," I responded as I turned to look back at everyone. I could see everyone looking all tired, unmotivated, and frankly burnt of any life. "The battle is talking its toll, isn't it," I said sighing. "It is," responded Michael, who I was somewhat surprised to be effected after everything we had been through. If people could be broken once, it was always possible for it to happen a second time. "It's hard... Losing those closest to you. It's hard to forget everything they meant to you. The time you spent together, the moments you shared, and how they were always there to support you... It's hard to ignore the pain..." continued Michael. "If we don't stop my father, then their deaths wouldn't mean anything. I know that better than anyone here. However, it's hard moving forward without those that were at your side." "I know the feeling. You can't ignore what happened to them, and you shouldn't. Still, the thought of those we lost makes us wish more won't follow and that this bloodshed would just stop. Even the thought of just stopping or giving up peers in your mind from time-to-time," I responded looking at him. "We've lost so many people. Friends... Family. Freddy... We may not make it out alive... " expressed Foxy. "We may not even get what we want," said John. "Hell, I might be dead by the time we find William. As much as I want to be human again... I might not get the chance to." "Guess we've realized we may not come out of this alive... I understand the feeling, considering I felt the same way a while ago... The thing is, we've made our peace. Well... Maybe some of us, but we've accepted that we may not have a future... Well... In a way... It's ok to wish we lived out our lives, enjoying it to the fullest until death comes naturally for us, if it ever would. Some of us had their lives stolen already," I said. "However we're giving our lives to ensure seven billion live on, whether that be good, evil, or in-between... I haven't had the chance to tell all of you, but I discovered what William's plans our exactly and what he intends to do." "What are they then?" asked Charlie as everyone was focused on hearing my answer now. I sighed for a moment and had my head down for a moment, before finally looking at everyone. "Michael's father was abused by his parents... Scott showed me himself. William couldn't take it and eventually burned his apartment with his family in it, alive," I started. "Then even as a child he was a monster," said Charlie. "There's more," I said turning to Michael now. "Michael. Your father always loved your mother. I saw proof of it by Scott. Your father tried to create what remained of her when she was murdered by Fredbear, Ballora is proof of that... Your mother was never meant to be killed, it was a miscalculation by your father. A mistake. I don't know why he kept that from you or made you believe that was the case, but it seems she was the only person that meant something to him." Michael looked away in shook of the news, like he was trying to process the information. "He... He's always loved her. This whole time?" Michael said to himself. "But why hide that from Michael? For what purpose?" asked John. "The answer is easy to understand. He does not want us to understand him, to figure out what drives him. What he's doing, to him he is justified. He see's no wrong from what he's doing, and believes nobody can change his mind. Therefore this is no reason, in his mind, to understand his past and his reasons for enacting change in his mind. In a way he is correct," explained Scott. "This is a man that will not hear reason or change his mind. No opinion, voice of reason, or compromise can persuade a man that has gone this far now. Silencing his voice is the only viable option." "Maybe, but using reason and talking it out is always better than going in head first. Once civil conversation falls apart, then you resort to using your fists to end the problem at the source," I added in. "That method is illogical and pointless. Effort directed at killing William Afton would ensure a better chance of victory than having lunch with the enemy," said Scott. "Maybe. However it's always best to act civil, settle a matter in the most peaceful way before resorting to fighting when necessary. That's what separates us from William and people like him," I said. "Hmm. You're reasoning is logical. Heed my warning regardless; not everyone can be bargained with," responded Scott. "Going back to his past, it's the reason for everything he's done for so long now. His parents and abusive childhood has lead him to believe people who like them don't deserve to live on his world. So he plans on using his army to kill anyone that is evil by his terms, whether that be anyone that has done a crime, lied, or even done something that is considered bad," I explained. "Anyone that is evil or bad? By what extent does that entail?" asked John. "He's right. There's a thin line that borders on a grey area as to what is considered bad," said Michael in agreement. "I'm not sure. We'll have to ask your father that himself. Regardless about 80%, from Scott's calculations, will be killed because of William's idea, while the rest are granted the right to live," I responded. "That's crazy! How's he even going to do that?!" exclaimed Foxy in shook. "We don't know. I have a feeling there's still something things we don't know ourselves, which is why we have to stop William at any cost. These people, regardless of what they've done, do not get to be judged by one man alone and executed by his own authority. Even if he believes what he's doing is for a good cause, he is one man that has decided by his own views and ideals who is good and who is bad. He has no right to do so. No man should have that kind of power unchecked, especially own his own accord," I said. "He believes he can judge the world. He has the right to do so. He can decided to view the world however he wants and believe who is good and who is bad. However that doesn't mean the world or anyone can judge him, his ideals, or his views on the world. He is not immune to how we view him. By our perspective of William, he is an evil man. He has reasons for why his views were shaped the way they were, which are understandable, but not right from our point of view. Therefore, by how we view him, he is a danger to this world and must be stopped." "You're right. It's a battle of ideals and ideas. A fight to see which one is accepted in our world and is a perceived as the truth. The only truth that exists of what is right and wrong. We're here to show the world why my father is wrong. That's all that matters," said Michael. "That's all we want to show to this world. Once it's over, whether we live or die, and if your father dies or not... the world will be saved. And maybe then, will we give the people of this world a reason to make their own judgement on technology and what is good or bad. That's what our friends died for. And that's what we'll die for," I said placing my hand on Michael's shoulder as I looked at everyone else. "We're in this together, as well as ending everything William has done for years now. So let's move forward instead of going backwards." Michael nodded in response, along with everyone else who seemed motivated by my words. "An impeccable speech if I say so. Your ways with words is a gift that seems to come in handy when needed," spoke Scott taking notice. "Now! We have a job to finish. Let's all look through the office and find a way that'll allow us to find William and his army. Knowing him he'll have a button or something that can open up a secret passage for all of us. Go through his desk, file cabinets, anything to find something that seems off or could open a secret passage," I said. "What makes you think there even is a secret passage in this office? Or if there even is one?" questioned John. "You should know from the time you worked under my father that he likes secrets, and especially secret doors and entrances," responded Michael as we all spread out across the office. I walked on over to one of the file cabinets and opened up the bottom drawer before pulling out all the papers inside, all while tossing them on the ground and looking around inside. I felt my around to see if there was anything hidden, though nothing seemed off as I continued to do so. "Are we sure the entrance is here?" asked John opening up one of the cabinets as well and taking out all the papers. "I've calculated the entrance to be behind the wall where the desk is, or more specifically an elevator. Of course the elevator is behind the wall, which means there are another means of accessing it that we are not aware of," answered Scott. "There's invoices of parts. Thousands, maybe even more. There's even one here that dates back to 2012," said John holding up a piece of paper. "There's one here that goes back to 1996," said Foxy holding up a paper that looked to be really old and some of the wording was also faded a little. "All these parts. That must've costed millions. Maybe even billions." "Indeed. William Afton found many ways to produce money. His advancements of technology and robotics earned him many awards and opportunities, so much that he has a name in history," answered Scott. "You mean everyone in the world knows of him? Is he famous?" asked Charlie. "To extent, yes. While Fazbear Entertainment and the pizzerias produced under made a name for himself, again it was his knowledge and ability of being ahead on robotics that made his name. It's why technology like A.I or robots were able to advance sooner than expected. Of course William Afton didn't tell them everything on how he was able to create A.I like me and Duality, or created intellectual robots with personalities like most of you, for example. Of course, he used other methods of creating money by investing and buying stocks, selling merchandise from the Freddy Fazbear's pizza locations and brand. After all to buy and produce animatronics, the pizzerias. Even his own army. All that would go beyond a trillion dollars to make possible," said Scott. "And he managed to get the funds. Legally or illegally?" asked John. "Both. As I stated before William Afton was able to achieve his funds by a multitude of different ways. His primary source was stealing from multiple banks across the world," responded Scott. "Multiple banks? They must've realized money was just randomly missing at some point," I responded opening another cabinet drawer. "Indeed. A sum of money just randomly going missing would raise alarms and questions as to how, though not unless it was a small amount that nobody would bat an eye towards. Something as small as just a cent," responded Scott. "I don't follow," said John. "William Afton knew if a cent, something so small that is unnoticeable, was going missing, nobody could catch on. So every bank, credit union, no matter where in the U.S or country, he implanted a code into their systems that would take one cent every minute. Of course when you span that over the hours in a day, weeks, months, years. Then they start to add up to hundreds, then thousands, then millions. And so forth. With the pizzeria and other methods of money laundering, nobody ever suspected of what William Afton was doing. That being himself and I, of course," continued Scott. "Let me guess, you were apart of taking money from the banks?" I asked. "Indeed. That was one of my primary functions for years and during the time I spent with William Afton. He had managed to created me around the time Fredbear Family's Diner had opened to the public, and when he had started taking money from the banks. I was to overseer all the funds that had transferred to him and calculate how much was needed for his army. When that was done William Afton spent the later part of his life, after the latest Freddy Fazbear's Pizza was shut down, focusing on building his army. He created mechanisms and code for machinery to do all the work for him, and even created a factory that exploded just around a year ago now, which authorities were never able to properly deduce what the cause was." "Self sabotage. To hide the evidence," I said. "Correct. With his army built William Afton shipped all of them himself over to this location during the time it was being built. He built different measures, whatever necessary to have everything according to plan and so that no one would find out. When they did he would either send his minions like Elizabeth Afton or Ennard to handle the problem, or by ensuring the matter looked to be an accident and not directly related to him. William Afton has done everything to get to this point, but he also had countermeasures to ensure if anyone would take control of his army," said Scott. "I think I found it!" called over Michael as we all turned to him. "I will inform you of what it is once we have the time," said Scott. All of us walked on over to Michael by the desk with the top drawer open as we all looked into it. Michael reached for the top part of the desk as we all turned around behind us to the wall opening now and revealing an elevator just as Scott had mentioned. "There really was an elevator behind that," said John to himself as we walked on over to it. "Shouldn't you be to used to this?" asked Foxy. "Never have. Never will," responded John as we stopped in front of the elevator now. There were three buttons that displayed a first floor, a second one, and a third, with the third floor button being lit up. I pressed the first floor button, as it made a sound now to indicate the elevator was on its way up. "Guess your father knows we found his elevator," said John looking at Michael. "He knew we were always going to find it. We'll see if he's ready to see me again," responded Michael. The second floor button lit up and beeped before finally the first floor button lit up and beeped, before the elevator doors finally opened. "There's not much room. Only enough to fit four people inside," pointed out Duality as I looked inside. "Alright, then. Me, Foxy, Michael, and John will go then first. Charlie, you and Cassidy wait here until we reach the second floor, then the both of you join us," I said. "Alright. Be careful," said Charlie in response. I nodded in response as I walked into the elevator now, followed by Michael, Foxy, and John. Once all of us were inside I pressed the button for the second floor, which caused the doors to close and the elevator started to move now. To think we were essentially close to finding William, it really felt like the end. Everything to end up here. All our friends who had died to finally have a chance to end things here. We only had one chance and we had to make sure we didn't mess it up. "Be ready for anything when the doors open," I said to everyone. The doors opened now as we were greeted with the face of control and power, and exactly what an army was. It was a huge room of endoskeletons, Prototypes, as well as some Redbear's, Tangles, and White Rabbits, which appeared to be thousands of them. I had never seen anything like it, especially with the sight being in person. "There's... There's so many of them," expressed Foxy speaking for everyone here, while we all walked out of the elevator. "All these years, and it was right under my nose. Quite literally," spoke John. "Indeed. This whole area of the pizzeria and beyond that, has a mechanism that will allow this army to reach the surface to enact William Afton's plans. This is also where he was sending his units from," spoke Scott. "Are they active?" asked Michael. "They're on standby mode. Right now William Afton could send them to take us out right where all of you are standing, though he seems to be allowing us to live. For the moment," responded Scott. "Wouldn't matter anyways. We would be able to enter the Shadow Dimension to avoid most of them," said John. "Possible, yes. Still, he wants us to reach him. Still, his tactics right now seem illogical. Something else is amidst he is hiding from us. Only I cannot calculate what," spoke Scott. "I agree. There is something William wants us alive for. That's what concerns me," said Duality. The elevator doors opened to the sight of Charlie and Cassidy, as they both stepped of the elevator. "This is his army?" asked Charlie looking around. "Yeah. An army he can use for his own bidding. They have to be stopped," said Michael. "They will. William Afton made sure, in case of anyone could deactivate or control his army, to have a countermeasure that would implode and overload the systems of every single one of his units. I calculate that method would be close to William and whatever systems he has in place, which will be how he is controlling his army in the first place," said Scott. "What if he deactivates that countermeasure? Surely he'll know we'll go for it," said John. "Then I have a backup plan to ensure we succeed," responded Scott. "Which is what?" asked Foxy. "I will not say, as I'm sure some of you will not take favor to it. It will only be necessary if the primary plan is not an option," responded Scott. "I suggest we reach the third floor. I am 96.382938301% sure William's Afton's primary base of operations, as well as himself are below waiting for us." "Then this is it. No turning back now," I said. "Like any of us we're planning to," said Michael. "We've come this far. We may not be ready for what we find or what happens to us, but we're ready to see what fate lies for all of us," said Foxy. I nodded and gave a small smile in response as I turned back to Cassidy and Charlie. "Both of you wait here again until we reach the final floor," I said to the both of them. They both nodded in response as me, Foxy, Michael, and John walked into the elevator again before I pressed the button for the third floor. The button made a beeping sound once I had pressed it before the doors closed, along with the elevator moving down now. "Are you scared Freddy?" asked Foxy suddenly looking at me. "Scared? Well... No... Just nervous," I responded. "Me too," she responded. "Whatever happens. To one of us, or both... We do this together. Just like we promised," I said in response. We both smiled at each other for a moment, sharing the bond we had formed ever since the day we formed it. It only felt like yesterday when we met along with everyone like Bon Bon, Bonnet, Elizabeth, Ennard, Lolbit, Ballora, Yenndo, Minireena, and Bidybab. To think I would be here now, fighting a battle that had gone on for so long now and being at the end of it. It felt to surreal, yet I don't regret partaking in this war. Resurrection Day would be stopped with William, and everyone affected by him and his plans would either rest in peace or find closure they were never given. The doors opened finally, as we found ourselves staring down a hallway. There were bright lights above to show the same old checkered pattern of the walls and floor like at every location, as well as revealing a futuristic looking door at the end that appeared to be the same one where Scott Cawthon was stored. All of us walked out of the elevator and looked at the door down the hallway, all while the doors for the elevator closed a moment later. "You detect anything Scott or Duality?" I asked. "Affirmative. Lots of radio waves and other signatures of machinery in the room, as well as one heat signature," answered Scott. "William Afton," said Duality finishing for him. "That's not all. I detect another signature inside, though I cannot identify what or who it is," continued Scott. "It's Ballora... It's my mom," said Michael. "You sure?" asked John. "We haven't seen her at all. At least what remains of her. I have to set her free, only if its a husk that remains of her," said Michael. "That relies heavily if your father allows you to. He believes he has brought her back after all and will, most likely, prevent you from doing such a thing," said Scott. "Are you sure you want to do this yourself? Even if you this isn't fully your mother... in a way... You'll be killing her... It doesn't have to be you," I asked Michael. "I'm sure. It has to be me... not matter how much it hurts," responded Michael. The elevator doors opened as Cassidy and Charlie walked out of the elevator and towards us. "Is William behind that door?" asked Charlie. "He is. And probably Michael's mom that is in Ballora's body," I responded turning to look at the door. "Be ready for anything. We're at the heart of William's territory, which means he probably has a few surprises for us." "You ready?" asked Duality. "Yeah. Let's give William a warm welcoming," I responded. We all slowly walked across the hallway and closed in on the door, ready for anything at this point. William had to have known we were here, but it was bothering me as to why he was allowing us to reach him. Perhaps it was a trap, or something more we weren't aware of. We finally approached the door as it slowly slid up from our presence, which revealed the room inside. I couldn't even begin to describe what I was looking at. There were computers, machinery, all whole bunch of systems that were modified and a whole lot of wires connected to them. Then there were multiple screens on the wall which looked to have counted up to hundred at least, all turned on with rainbow static. I noticed at the top of the ceiling a giant class case along with some giant claw, which I had a concern over what its purpose was. The room was big with a lot of space to move around, so at least we had that advantage if we were to fight against William and his minions. It took me a moment to notice someone in a chair at the desk in front of us at the end in front of some of the monitors and machinery, which I didn't even have to guess who it was. The person in the chair turned it around and looked at all of us directly, with everyone else immediately realizing who it was as well. William Afton. He appeared to be wearing a suit with a purple tie, though I hadn't considered he was around his sixties by this point. His physic could say other wise as his hair was still black and his skin had some wrinkles, thought not a lot for his age. He really had seen it all, especially how much technology had evolved from the time it was created.
"It has been a while, hasn't it Freddy?"
"It has. Though last time we met your minions destroyed all my friends and me, leaving us to wither away until Henry had to pick up our pieces and put them back together," I responded. "Hmm. True. Though I'm sure you understand it was a necessity," responded William. He turned to look over at Michael, as their gazes meet and locked together now. "Forgot about me father?" asked Michael. "Hmm. Of course not. If anything you've been the biggest part of my plan by gathering the remaining animatronics I had built and brought them all together. I will say it appears your more... aggravated feelings against me have ceded away," said William. "A lot has changed for the both of us since the last time we met. Including everyone here... You know why we're here," said Michael. "I'm quite aware. It was apparent you would be determined to end my life and prevent my plans from coming into fruition, though I am happy to see most of my minions did their job at delaying your group," said William as he turned to look at Charlie, Cassidy, and John. "At least they had their uses." "Nobody was ever on your side William. After what you did to me, Charlie, and Cassidy. Everyone was a tool to you in your eyes. At least I was able to see that," said John. "Yet who was the one who slayed their friend in cold blood by his own will? My hand wasn't on the trigger when it was pulled," spoke William. "I know. I won't dismiss what I did. Unlike you who refuses to take accountability for everything he's done," responded John. "He's right. Everyone has been a pawn to you, including me. None of your minions were ever on your side. John and Cassidy were playing your side for their own gain, Mangle gave Nightmare doubts that lead him to use his own free will to fight for his own beliefs and ideals. Ennard was never on your side and only wanted your position of power, which he would achieve by taking your life. And Elizabeth. No matter what you did to turn her into a killer, just like what you did to me, there was always hope for her. I'm sure I'll see her again at our side when she feels the time is right. From the very beginning and until the end you had no allies, nobody to back your side. You made mistakes from the very beginning that lead us to reach you, including your downfall," said Michael. "As you know Michael mistakes are what lead us to failure. However they also lead us to succeed, as well as to rectify our previous mistakes. It paints that path to wonders and opportunities, to achieve greatness at the end of it all. Where you see failure, I see opportunity. In fact anything in life can be viewed as a opportunity," responded William. "Take for example children, for example. You can have as many as you want, though that also depends on what age both partners reach that prevents them from doing so eventually. Indeed there are some people who aren't able to have kids and have to resort to adoption in order to raise their own. Regardless you teach a child everything you were taught yourself by your own parents so they understand how to live in the world, to allow them to be what they want. Of course they eventually will grow up, move out, and find families of their own to continue the process. Still during the time a child is born and its early years, even beyond that, you dictate how they will turn out. How they view the world and those apart of it, what ideals they have, as well what kind of people they are. The thing is children are expendable, especially if you can have more. You can do whatever you want with them, though there are barriers and things that you must not cross. Regardless you can use them as a means to get what you want, to further your own ideals and goals in life. Though when their use is up, they must be disposed. Sometimes you can only use a tool more than once before you have to throw it away." "Then... you've always seen me and Elizabeth as tools. As a means to ensure your plan would succeed," spoke Michael. "What you've done! That's illegal! That's child abuse! Not only that but multiple crimes you've committed! How the fuck can you defend that?!" exclaimed John who seemed to be angry over William's words. "I used both of them as a tool to ensure this world would be purged of those who seek to create harm and chaos. It was a choice made to ensure they would play a critical role in my plan for the better of this world, by whatever means necessary," responded William. "Yet that doesn't make you better than your father and mother. In some ways, you are worse than them," I said. "As you understand my plans were created to fight against the cruelties and injustices of this world. For so long people like my parents have existed, some walking around hidden without the world knowing, and those who are allowed to create chaos. Crime, terrorism, racism, murder, rape. All evils of the world our society has done nothing to purge completely so the world may find peace once again. For so long the primary way to deal with these problems was to keep it in control and ensure it would happen less frequently as possible. Though a multitude of factors like politicians, government, authority, police, and many others never ensure that is the case. Even if it is kept in check it only lasts for so long before people either give up and offer no solutions, or deliberately allow the problem to persist while they sit back and watch the world burn. It is why people die everyday just walking down to their grocery store to buy for food for themselves, only to get stabbed because they were unlucky and because someone felt like killing them just because, even if that area is considered not dangerous or known for crime. When that happens and the problem is not addressed, it is as if a magnets pulls the worst of the worst out of the depths and shadows to step into the light and make their presence known. Before you know it the area is known for crime as it only increases in the area, and perhaps else where near the area. When a problem is let resolved or ignored, it will not be solved on it's own and instead will spread because of nothing be done to prevent it from growing. As of now this problem in our society has only grown, with no solutions in sight. Sometime if you have the power, means, and tools to change this world you must take the opportunity before you lose it," explained William. "What makes you any different? All those innocent children killed that never had a chance to live their lives because Michael was made to do so? Even Cassidy, who never got her peace because of you," spoke Charlie. "I made sacrifices that were necessary. Sometimes you have to do what is necessary, especially for those you love," responded William. "Like mom... " said Michael. William turned to face him, who's face seemed to change to sadness once he had heard his words. I had never seen him like this before, but the emotion he showed definitely wasn't fake. It was genuine. "You really loved her... " said Michael realizing his father actually cared for her. "I... I made a mistake. My only mistake. She was never meant to be killed... She wasn't supposed to be at the pizzeria. If I knew she would be there I would give my own to live to save hers, hell even give up my plans and everything I was working towards during that time. Just for her... " spoke William. "Which is why I did everything in my power to bring her back and for her to live once more. I had to preserve her soul and have it host a body that was more suitable for her. However I had managed to transfer her soul later on and not immediately so I was not able to successfully bring her back." "Which is why you had me kill those children. Still, you were planning on killing children even before mom was killed," Michael mentioned. "Long before her demise I was experimenting and planning on extracting a soul from a human body that would be placed in another body, as well as being able to take it over as a host. To ensure she would be able to live forever and be the judge and savior of this world that would lead them to bettering it. Of course I had to focus my efforts on bringing her soul back, which I spent years doing so," responded William. "All of them. Children, people for your wife? Was it worth their lives just to bring back one?" asked Charlie. "She was. She's the only person that I had ever cared about or loved in my life. She was an advocate for change just like me and we even shared some of the same views on certain problems or aspects of life. If anything, someone like her deserved to change this world and have people look up to her as to leading this world for the better. All of this wasn't just for the world, but for her eye as well," responded William. Suddenly we all turned to the sound of someone entering the room from the left side, which had an entrance as well as on the right. Immediately I realized it was Ballora, or more specifically Margaret Afton. At least what remained of her. She walked on over to William before stopping at his side to look over at Michael now, as the rest of us did the same now. "Michael... " spoke Margaret's voice from Ballora now. Michael didn't say anything as he only stared at her for a moment, as his face was filled with sadness. Perhaps it was the thought of seeing her in this state that had him speechless with nothing more to say with what his face displayed. That or it was the fact of what he had to do to her. "Don't you remember me? Your mother?" spoke Margaret's voice from Ballora. Michael looked down and continued to remain silent, as everyone turned to look at each other. Finally he looked backed up and turned to look towards his father. "You didn't make one mistake. You made two. Your first was getting her killed, and your second one was bringing her back to life... because that isn't her... just a fragment... " said Michael. William's face changed to confusion, and almost disbelief as his smirk disappeared now. "You dare judge my work as incomplete? Especially for what I did for your mother? She is whole, just like how she was before. She is here again, as if she had never left," responded William. "William. Look at her. Does she seem like the old Margaret you knew of? Is she really just like how she was before she died?" I asked. "You judge my methods of her current predicament? I did what I could to rectify my mistake and even created a body that was suitable for her," responded William. "Wait? You mean Ballora was always meant to be your wife's body?" asked Foxy. "That was the intention when I lost her... She always reminded of a ballerina... dancing away with such greatness to achieve wonders man could not understand. So I saw fit to use that image as a rebirth of her in some way. Of course the original Ballora and some of the first designs of some of your previous friends were needed for Ennard and part of my plan. Of course I could replace them and use the new Ballora for her body once I had perfected being able to find my wife's soul and move it to her body," responded William. "You took our friend though. She had a life and you took it from her," said Foxy. "And my wife was taken away from me. You're not the only who has lost someone close to you," responded William. "Then what about all our friends, huh? They all died either protecting us or so we could be here to stop you right now. You think their lives don't matter as well?" continued Foxy. "They fought to oppose my plans when I simply wish to make this world a better place. They made the choice to fight and paid the price for it," responded William. "Do you see yourself as a judge? All of you? Deciders of what I do is right or wrong? By who's authority? If a court and the government would deem my actions as right or wrong I would at least be understanding that they hold the power to do so? Yet all of you. My people, my creations. The product of my own work. All of you judge me for what I gave you? Life. Most of you, if not all of you are here today because of my work. Freddy, Charlie, Michael, Foxy, Cassidy, and John. Without me all of you wouldn't be here today. Foxy you wouldn't even have existed if I had created you and allowed you the gift of thought to dictate the type of person you are now, and may have never even fallen in love with Freddy like you did. And John. Without me you would be dead. The same goes for you Charlie. I saved the both of, rather than allow you to perish," said William making his case. "Which were caused by you. You turned your own son into a machine and forced him to murder people like me, Cassidy, John, and many more. The blood is on your hands," said Charlie. "She's right. We have the right to judge you for not only what you've done to us, but to many others that lost your life because of your plan. Was it really worth it?" said Michael in agreement. "You know just as well as I do that to achieve what you want, you must be willing to accept sacrifices will be made along the way. All those children, you, and everyone else. They died not only so your mother could live again, but also for the better of this world. To ensure we purify of it of hate. Happiness can live again and the world would finally reach peace," responded William. I could see Michael clinching his hand from his father speaking, due to his logic and reasoning. He had every right to be angry at his father, but this still had to be settled the peaceful way first before resorting to violence. "William. From you're point of view you're attempting to rid the world of all evil and make it a better place. That's understandable. It's plagued with problems and I know that because you programmed that information with me when I was created. It's flawed, corrupt at times, and it makes you wonder if humanity will be the one's that'll be downfall of their own planet. Regardless it can be changed for the better, to control that evil and ensure humanity will live on. But not like this... " I said. " ...From my point of view, and everyone else's, not only will this not solve the problem but it'll create new one's. The world would need to repopulate, which would take years to do so, as well function in a smaller society. The economy would need to be restructured to fit the needs of the lower population as well as be reevaluated as to how it would work. Then what about people adapting to the world? People wouldn't be accepting of most of the population being killed off by you. What about children who lost their family or loved ones just because they fell under the criteria of being a bad person? Have you even taken in considerations of these factors and the aftermath of your work? Corruption and evil will always exist in our world, because it thrives off of good and peace. It will always exist in the root of our world and people. You may be able to purge evil from this world, but it will only last for so long before it is reborn again. Someone will essentially devolve into bad habits or go down the wrong path all over again and become the catalyst of bringing evil back into the world. Evil is not a single entity, but a force of nature that anyone can become." William just stared at me, while everyone did the same. It did seem he was listening to me, but it was hard to tell what type of reaction he was having to my words. "The thing is, it can be controlled. Taught how to identify and fight against. If the world and its people aren't taught these things, then their views change to thinking good is bad and bad is good. Good and evil are a matter of perspective, but it's up to the people to dictate how both good and evil or good in our society. Once people realize what evil is and what to do to prevent it from spreading, those who have power will do what they can to push back that evil. Peace is not meant to last forever, but achieving it and ensuring it lasts as long as possible in the only way to ward off evil," I continued. "William. There are other ways to fight evil in this world and with what you've been able to achieve you have the power to make the world a better place. The thing is I understand why you've done everything, but your methods just make you like those you fight against. You haven't realized yourself the corruption took you over long ago. You've become what you swore to destroy. It's not too late to turn away from your actions and redeem yourself. You can prove to this world that the worst of us can accept what they become and can acknowledge the fact they are no different than those they deem evil or corrupt. We can end it all here, and you can either face judgement from a court or tell the world of everything you have done. If you refuse, stand by your work and ideals... We won't hesitate to take your life to save billions. Are willing to go through with this?" William continued to stared at me, all before he finally opened his mouth to speak. "I thought you would understand. Agree with what I am doing. I could've prevented Scott from showing my past and history... My reason for why I am here today... Billions will be killed, yes... but think of the future. A new generation of people that know of no such thing as evil or malice. They get to live in a world of true peace and happiness, something most of us may never find. It may take years, sacrifices made along the way that are inevitable. However if it mean killing billions, dooming humanity for a perfect world. Then I have no regret on going through with this," expressed William. I turned to see Michael clinching his fist from his father's words, as he looked down for a moment that was followed by a sigh. "Then you leave us no choice," responded Michael looking back up at his father. Suddenly the door behind us slide open, causing everyone in the room to look behind us as we could all see who it was. "About time Elizabeth," said William. "Everyone is here in one place to finally see the world reborn. Unfortunate most of you won't be part of it."