Lust fuels the worst evil. Love is overrated.
Killing for retribution is everything I’ve ever wanted...
They’re all going to die.
Those who have sinned will know it. Sorrow. I’ll carve it in their bloody hearts if I have to.
I can’t help it. This is who I am.
Their angel of death
My boys…they think they know me. Think they have me tamed. That they can handle me and then walk away.
They’re wrong. The way they look at me, desire me, dream of me, is a weakness. One I’ll play upon. Even if it means I have to hurt them too. We’re deep in this game, there’s no getting out.
Because in the end, they all lie.
Dark, cruel, and callous.
The real monster is coming.
We just don’t know it yet.
A Violent Agenda, #2