They think I'm messed up and they think my views need to be changed, well, they should know it's their influence that I copied and learnt from. I didn't just come up with this. I am my own person, yes, but I'm not alone. I have others, yes others like me exist. Even if they don't want to believe that they created who they see today, the truth is deep in their minds. They created me, so now they see their flaws.

Perfection isn't hard to create.

Just look at me.

I was created in the essence of their perfection.

Perfection is who I am.

Or at least who I was supposed to be.

There was one thing they didn't count on.

Perfection is indeed an illusion so I wasn't real.

They were smart.

They were never wrong.

But this time.

They tried too hard.

So they blamed me.

I was destroyed.

But this time.

They didn't expect me to be so easily gone.

So that was their down fall.

They expected.

And this time.

They were wrong.

And I killed them all.