Robin King did not carry out a massacre.
It was not that he did not want to, but if he really did, Thomas and Martha would have been proven right.
If Robin King truly carried out a horrifying massacre like the one in his universe, would that not prove that Thomas and Martha had been right to suppress and guard against him?
Would that not make them farsighted smart people who had prepared in advance?
Robin King finally understood just how disgusting the real trap was. It was as though the choice was not between chocolate-flavored shit and shit-flavored chocolate, but between shit-flavored shit and shit-flavored shit.
If he chose to endure it, they would become even more unscrupulous. If he chose to resist, they would say they had seen his true face all along. If he tried to reason with them, they would emotionally blackmail him. If he said he had emotional needs, they would reason with him.
Because he had previously dug himself deeper and deeper into a dead end, Robin King had been disgusted all the way through. If he did not resist, he would keep being disgusted. If he resisted, then he had been disgusted for nothing all this time.
This time, he finally understood deeply that from the instant he stepped into the cesspit, he was doomed to be disgusted.
Thus, it could be said that Robin King simply never had time to carry out a massacre. He could not stand this world for another second, and the instant he returned to reality, he vomited violently.
Then he thought that, since this logic had not been forcibly concocted by the mastermind behind the scenes and might have been something he had seen somewhere someday, there must be people like that in the world he was