"Look at this! Look around you!"
Screams, fire, sirens, the sounds of death.
These people never deserved this.
"You think this madness will end in your rule?!"
My rule? Of this? This is my doing? Did I do this?
This is my doing. That is my goal, to rule.
I never wanted the throne!
Not any throne!
"It's too late!"
My voice sounds foreign,
desperate.
Untainted by any story or lie.
Pleading,
Brother,
I messed up.
"It's too late to stop it!"
It's going to destroy everything you care for brother.
It's going to destroy me,
As well.
It's my fault, my doing.
I did this.
I messed up, a lot.
"No! We can! Together!"
Together
No brother, I can't fix this.
I can't even fix myself.