human
Grimm:  "I told him I would keep killing until there were no more enemies to kill. But…I’m not sure that’s realistic anymore. If there’s any chance, I think it has to be something more positive.” Positive?
gpt
Grimm:  “Something that will douse the flames of hatred and take away the fuel.” He felt like he was grasping at straws. If there had ever been such a possibility, the Demi-human War had changed things dramatically. What they truly needed was strength to match the rage. Something even more imposing than Valga’s ideals and the demi-humans’ hatred. “If we had someone or something like that…I wonder what it would even be called.”
human
Wilhelm:  "—" Wilhelm’s whisper caused Grimm to fall into what appeared to be a thoughtful silence. Then he seemed to think of something and wrote slowly on his paper. A hero. He had written only those two words.
gpt
Wilhelm:  Wilhelm nodded. A hero, he thought. Yes, a hero. Someone who was not just a hero in name only but a real one, like in the stories. Someone with more power than Wilhelm, the Sword Devil, or the renowned battlefield outfit Zergev Squadron, or the peerless royal guard. Someone like the Sword Saint, who had once dispelled the terror that lay over the world… If there was to be an end to this fighting, it lay in such impossible hopes.