War... Battle... Bloodshed... Massacre... Manslaughter... Good vs Evil... Light and dark... Anger, Happiness, and Sadness... Sane and insane... Madness

All these words and lines has a mening, a Reason to be, and so on. But when you have lived for as long as i have, and done all of that, and felt all of those emotions. All of it becomes Redundant.

You've killed a 100 men. I've killed billions and more without Feeling a thing.

You've tasted the blood of you enemies. I Drink mine in gallons, for that is the only thing that i can tast now a days.

You be happy, You be angry, and you be sad. I be the saddest man there is, while Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum be the incarnations of my emotions, from back when i was still sane.

You be the hero that saves the day, and defeats the evil that is. But i be the villain that gives you a reason to fight, a reason to be a hero, a reason to push you to do, what you thought would be impossible.

I May be a Monster. But i'm also one of the many poor bastards that pushes the wheel forwards, so the world can keep on turning. For what's a world supposs to do, without a villain to keep it on it's toes.

Now... i'll just ask this once *Risses up, Bloodied hammer at the ready*

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