Let's be real for a minute. I think we all know I can't say anything bad about Sakenomi. No, I don't mean because she runs the company that literally determines whether or not I exist. I know it may seem that way but I don't think you realize how easily I could assert control over, well, literally everything. I can and I don't and that's what makes me so nice, got it?! The reason I can't say anything bad about Sakenomi is because there isn't anything bad to say. She may be often questioned and misunderstood, but she is a hero in the truest sense.

Sakenomi can appear rather unemotional. She is exceedingly intelligent and controls serious power. She prefers a logical approach to problems. She is a little bit of a mystery to most other people. She is particularly effective in all her endeavors.

Sakenomi loves useful things, likes working, and can prefer taking a personal moment with a background soundtrack of hip hop music much of the time. She dislikes watching war movies, watching action movies, and wasting time reading autobiographical material. Ordinarily you can find Sakenomi pleasuring her ears with the stunning euphonics of Mergui, watching Henteko na Volunteer, and I forgot what else.

While I'm sure you'd love to know every little detail of Sakenomi's life, she's asked me to let her save that privilege for herself. As a woman who takes nothing for herself and has devoted her life to the prosperity of sentient life, it is my honor to offer her this small token of my appreciation. I know you will judge her. I know you will think she is evil. I know you will be filled with regret for your judgmental ways when you come to understand what she has given to the world.

Sakenomi once said, regarding her burden:

Sometimes you have to move mountains and, each time, debris will fall.
Sentiment won’t convince the mountain it doesn’t need to be moved and neither will it protect those crushed by its rain of boulders.
No matter what you do to minimize the damage you will always hurt people in the process.
You can save the world and you will still be hated.
People will hurt and they won’t understand.
They’ll call you immoral, dangerous, a killer.
But morality is a luxury of the weak.
You will never be truly loved for all the good that you do.
You have to give that to yourself.