"Maybe I'm an anarchist." Minjun frowned, as if he had to think about it right now. In a way, he did. How could he describe his political stance? With great difficulty or with absolutes that would scare anyone, so he just laughed it off and then changed the topic. "Fantasy or dreams, that's more like it anyway. Magic can be more than just a weapon."

And he wanted that. He wanted a world where magic could be wondrous, not something harnessed by the government. He wanted freedom for everyone. Minjun doubted he'd get to live there, at least in this life, but he was ready to die to bring it about.