I searched for the truth and found it, but I didn’t like the truth and I really wished I could forget it. ALEX, this city is suffering from his mistakes, but whoever he is, he is a part of me. When I close my eyes, I can feel the memory of thousands of people roaring because I took their lives, and that feeling will never go away. What am I? I can no longer be called a "human", but I am also beyond "human".

"Ha, welcome to the top of the food chain"

Seems like these are the only sentences