If the human body "requires" the death/destruction of another being's peace state, that particular body of humanity is in no way fit to continue existing. In the same way, if you require another being to physically reproduce yourself, that is a sign that you are not supposed to, hence why you are in genetic lockdown in the first place.. ie: The vagina attacks sperm because they are unwelcome guests hence why semen (which encases sperm) is forced to evolve even more diabolically to survive the terrain it treads because the male's role is to serve the ego (his own physical perpetuation at the expense of what's natural), while at the same time the female body is trying to unlock its own parthenogenic potential a la Ovarian Teratomas. But it fails because they have not been shown worthy genetically to proceed to the next round. You are not supposed to chest your way out (or in) when you want something to appear. The egoic way of life is going to die out in these coming millennia which is why the underclass is going to complain about veganism because it may seem to them that there's an "agenda against meat" when meat eating itself is an agenda against spirit and wholeness, and crosses every line of basic morality by virtue of being so damn close to the next step... cannibalism. I bet enough people will get on board if someone started preaching about protein quota contained in human flesh, but I digress. This is spiritual warfare and if you claim to be unable to survive without the destruction of others then you deserve not to survive.
I know a ton of people who need an ego death
Imagine this: Takes place after Rift Apart and involves our beloved doctor trying to learn how to be a good babysitter for Lawrence's baby (Seeing as how he clearly cares about the child), as well as getting into various absurd shenanigans in the process.
Along the way, he re-encounters his dimensional counterpart, Emperor Nefarious, who bafflingly appears to have survived his final fate in the last game (And been spat back out into Doc's dimension), although now as a severely pitiful and broken shell of anything resembling who and what he once was, unsure if he wishes to live or die, but always remembering (Consciously or not) what our doctor told him about success.. Perhaps.. he could...try.. a different way to live? What else does he have left? Physically, imagine C-3PO in ESB after he was blasted apart on Cloud City (This will be important, later), except worse, and Emp. Nef's body, as damaged as it is, being generally held together by wiring, however loosely. Not much he can do, if anything, to defend himself.
By all the laws of the universe, he should be dead, and yet... Fate, however merciful or cruel, has brought and left him at the doctor's mercy. Not to mention, ALL of Doc's instincts should be screaming at him to finish this 'emperor' once and for all (For GOOD this time), as proper supervillain etiquette would dictate.. But, for whatever aggravating reason or inclination, he doesn't, ugh.. "Whatever", he tells himself, I can always kill or torture him later for catharsis or stress release, and, um... Maybe he could pacify the baby too while I'm gone, keephimfromwailinghisheadoff-" BAH, there's no time for this! He's on a tight schedule, and infant food as well as other supplies aren't going to simply appear out of thin air for necessity's sake (If only), so he drags the broken emperor back to his not-so-secret lair, still unsure what to do with him...
TO BE CONTINUED...
JAZZ EMU IN EGO DEATH
SONGS: Why? + The Same Thing