Shouji's Hate
They took her.
She lay there in my hands, bleeding.
Damn humans took her.
Why her, out of everyone? Why?
The hate boils my blood,
It rises steadily.
I scream, I plead for her to come back.
She won't return. She's gone. Forever.
I lost her, long ago.
Now she's separated by what is the end of us all.
Death. Not death of old age.
But death. Death by the hands of the humans.
I hold her close, her flesh cold to the touch.
I hold her hand. It will not hold mine back.
She's dead. Her breathing is halted.
Her heart is still.
Something burns. Something in my heart.
Something in my mind.
Something is breaking.
I hold her hand tighter.
As long as there are sentient beings, my family is threatened.
Humans, Reploids, and Cyborgs.
They are all threats.
I cannot abide the sight of them. I only see her.
I lay her down, gently.
Flames and corpses are all around.
I was not strong enough to stop them.
I was not strong enough to save her.
I pick my swords from the asphalt road, the blades hot to the touch.
Their heat doesn't bother me. I was made from heat.
Blood dried from the heat covers the blades, yet the blades still thirst.
I thirst.
This is my time. This is my hour.
To save what's left of my family...
Master Thomas was right. He was right about everything.
The world needs to be reset.
I won't stop until every breathing and thinking thing is dead.
They made one major mistake when they killed her.
They killed that which was closest to my heart.
They killed the lover of an assassin.
My mind is quicker than light,
My speed quicker than the eye can see.
My blades sharper than a tanto,
My abilities keener than my blades.
I am Shourukasai Kamaji Nyami Rauc,
Designated leader by the grace of Master Thomas.
I am the World Destroyer.
My family will live.
Yours will die.