I am sorry for my forwardness, my name is not important, but what I am is.
I am a murderer. More specifically, I am a Deatheater, and my post is hell.
My occupation is not one you would think many would yearn for, and not one I ever thought I would be. But they do. And I am.
Although this is not my story, you must know that I try. I do, I really do.
I try to do good, but when you are surrounded by evil, what is good and what is good for Purebloods and for everything you stand for may not always be the same.
So you have to make a choice. And I've made mine and I'm sticking to it.
Even though I know in doing so I have condemned my soul.
No, you don't understand. You can't understand and you never will.
Not unless you have done what I have done, have had hundreds of broken people imploring you with their last breath to save them, when you know that they will all die the same, horrific death.
There is no mercy here.