My David. Bright, fiery, and solid. You were my rock in my swirling, out of control world. They called me Kid Death, feared and despised me. I didn't care. Fighting was all I knew, death my only love; til you.
I know some would say I'm a degenerate, that my love for you shows how sick I am in the head. I don't care. I'll just kill them all, it'd be fun. If I could just hold you, kiss you sweet lips I'd probably die of ecstasy. And anyone who objects. Well, it's been a while since anyone has challenged me. Be nice to kill someone in a duel again. Usually I only get to kill them when they annoy the Iron Bitch.
My David, my Deathstalker. You Deathstalkers were all always so proud of you heritage. Stubborn warriors all, even your historian cousin turned out to be a damn good fighter. But you were better. Together we were unbeatable. The Smiling Killer and the Deathstalker together forever. Taking all comers in the Arena.
Damn this Empire. Damn the Galaxy, Damn the whole bloody Universe! I was a merciless killer, and I liked it. You taught me friendship, taught me to laugh outside of battle, taught me love. I never told you. I was afraid, can you imagine? The one thing that scared Kid Death was telling his best friend how he felt. And now it is too late
My David is dead. Thanks to the Iron Bitch and her dogs. The only kiss we'll ever share was after you died. Forgive me my love, I couldn't save you. I've only one option left. I am a killer. Death, that treacherous lady who stole you from me is all I have now. I must go to Court, where the killing is. And I will kill all those responsible for stealing you from me. You will be avenged.