03-17-2021, 04:53:38 AM
"Well we would, but considering the fact you're caught up in your own beliefs, you'll find it weird. So this is the last time I'll say it because to be honest, getting really annoyed with being the one who has to explain this. People want to have their stuff with them when they die. For safekeeping, or whatever. Like, imagine if a parent loses a child. They want to remember that child, so they keep everything in their room the same way as it was the day the child died. Yes, the dead child doesn't want it like that because they can't, but the parents want it like that to remember their kid. It's the same thing with family members and friends. They want to respect the dead. If the dead doesn't want their stuff taken, then you don't take their stuff. If the dead tells you before hand to take their stuff, such as in a will, then you may take their belongings. Or look at it like this: You're asleep one night, all your prized or sentimental belongings hanging around the room. Then the next day, you wake up and see all your stuff is gone. You'd be pissed and upset, no? Now imagine that, but actually being dead. Unable to do something. That's another reason people don't want their stuff taken, because it's theirs.
When she heard her compliment their "not dying" skills, Ranma scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Well for one, we have morals. Things might be different where you live, but here, we don't want you to kill anyone. We don't want anyone here to die. Each with our own reasoning and beliefs. My pride as a manhood, along with my good ideologies prevent me from killing anyone less I want to ruin my malehood. That aside, it's not a martial artist's job to kill anyone. He must protect those who can't defend themselves from threats. And each time, I managed to defeat them without a single life lost. You can go back to your mercenary life when we all get out of here. You're not going to die from your growing bloodlust."
When she heard her compliment their "not dying" skills, Ranma scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Well for one, we have morals. Things might be different where you live, but here, we don't want you to kill anyone. We don't want anyone here to die. Each with our own reasoning and beliefs. My pride as a manhood, along with my good ideologies prevent me from killing anyone less I want to ruin my malehood. That aside, it's not a martial artist's job to kill anyone. He must protect those who can't defend themselves from threats. And each time, I managed to defeat them without a single life lost. You can go back to your mercenary life when we all get out of here. You're not going to die from your growing bloodlust."
You know what they say. All toasters toast toast.

