Watching the torment that was laid upon me from all the godforsaken people living in this decaying realm, I can only focus on the primal anger that has lived inside me for ages, the rage which was created at the shift of power when the world clashed.
Alongside the anger, was a growing sense of pity. Pity for all that was sharing the existence of fear.
I see what lies over the hill. I see what the future holds for all whom live in this shadow. I see the gruesome future that will smite all that is lives, all that breathes, all that feels.
I see their blood on my hands, when the rage finally defeats me in the internal conflict that can be likened to the very forces of the world. I can see the day when screams can be heard rising from the rooftops only to be suddenly silenced. I can see the day when entire families are found dead, with their heads sewn into the torso of their opposed. The day when the skies turn red with blood and the river glow green with uranium.
However… when the apocalypse has arrived… people will have their peace. For when in the greatest distress, people see past the wall that keeps the worlds apart. They will unite to survive, because only when united will man see their flaws, and then, they will learn.
The lord of all is the power within us to choose the outcome of the future. With that choice, we will survive the test of time.
When that understanding is past, another will rise. Rise to take my power to eradicate anyone who is blocking the path to revenge.
This world is up for the grabbing.
TAKE IT.