I’ve tried to understand you. Every single time you tore something apart… every time you laughed while someone begged for mercy… I asked myself why. Why would anyone go that far? Why would anyone enjoy watching everything burn? But now I see it. You don’t care about reason. You don’t care about peace or even power. You want to watch others fall apart, because deep down, you already have. You think chaos makes you strong. You think the pain you cause makes you untouchable. But strength isn’t destruction. Strength is endurance. It’s standing when everything else around you collapses. You’ve taken lives. You’ve ruined everything good left in this world… And for what? To prove you could? Fine. You’ve proven it. You’re a monster, one that’s gone too far ever to come back. And I’m done letting monsters decide how this story ends. ... When the clock strikes 12:00… one of us will die.
