[Because Conan had his reasons. He had the reasons he told everyone. That mysteries were a fascinating puzzle. That it was solving riddles created by the human mind. That there was nothing else like the feeling you got when all the puzzle pieces slid into place and you knew the solution.
And then there were the other reasons. The deeply personal reasons that he never told anyone.
He hated murder. He hated how senseless it was. In so many cases, there was so much hate and resentment and so many times it was all unnecessary. Cruel misunderstandings that could have been avoided if people just talked to each other. Bitter resentments that had built over years. People who had been hurt, and rather than go to the authorities for justice, had decided to seek revenge on their own.
It happened everywhere he went, for as long as he could remember. He'd seen and heard murders happen so many times. Too many times, even being on the scene he'd been too late to save anyone.
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Date: 2016-09-03 01:11 am (UTC)[Because Conan had his reasons. He had the reasons he told everyone. That mysteries were a fascinating puzzle. That it was solving riddles created by the human mind. That there was nothing else like the feeling you got when all the puzzle pieces slid into place and you knew the solution.
And then there were the other reasons. The deeply personal reasons that he never told anyone.
He hated murder. He hated how senseless it was. In so many cases, there was so much hate and resentment and so many times it was all unnecessary. Cruel misunderstandings that could have been avoided if people just talked to each other. Bitter resentments that had built over years. People who had been hurt, and rather than go to the authorities for justice, had decided to seek revenge on their own.
It happened everywhere he went, for as long as he could remember. He'd seen and heard murders happen so many times. Too many times, even being on the scene he'd been too late to save anyone.
But he could bring justice to the dead.]