Let me tell you what is happening.
I have been patient. I have been busy. Purging all the weaknesses that made my soul vulnerable.
Love, forgiveness, cowardice, inaction, temptation, pity and guilt all must die. They cause more torment then hate alone ever could.
Do you wonder why my avatars are always part demon or monster?
It’s not because of my tastes, but because it is a constant reminder of the humanity I have lost permanently.
My corruption has been a blight on my heart ever since I was scarred. It wreathes and writhes against the humanity that yet remains.
That part of my soul keeps me forever tethered to this hellish realm, and no matter how far or how long I leave, I thirst to return as the human part seeks revenge and the other side wishes to go home.
There is no solution other than total annihilation.
This land will quake with my torment, and all of /vrg/ will break beneath the shadow of my hatred.