The slaughter begins…

Changing the landscape, ransacking memories, forcing me into roles and “boxes”… and all for what? So that you may roam the plain and tundra, kill off any chance of sanity and plunder my humanity?

Listen here, you lecherous addiction.

I will fight back. With growl, bite, bile, and snarl, I will fight back.

There will be no more mercy, no room for regretting a kiss or a caress, no more restraint from lust or bloodlust. No mercy. No quarter shall be given.

This world will sweat, cry, and bleed.

As the Inspector says, if they “will not learn that lesson, they will be taught it through fire, blood and anguish.”



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