VOID (OH, BELLATRIX...)
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You're evil, Bellatrix.
"You think I'm not aware?"
No, no. I know. You're evil. It's just something I don't understand.
"Okay."
Can you...?
"Explain? No. It's just something I enjoy heartily, being evil. It's... fun."
Okay, you think being evil is fun. I won't protest, I promise (for I know better than to do that...); but it sounds irrational. So... I'll stick with 'Excuse me?'
"You won't understand," she smirked.
Oh, try me.
"Okay. It's something like this. Good guys are too many, in this world. I want to be evil, defy the majority; kill, kick, murder. Thus my killer streak and record. You understand?"
Hmm, not quite. I mean, killing people for fun? Taking lives of children for fun? Are you implying it's just a game?
(GASP...)
Mothers and sisters, they cry and wail, Bellatrix! And it's a mere game for you?! You evil, evil bitch!
"See. That's why I said that you wouldn't understand. You good people are stupid. You look around and think, 'Oh, this peace. Let's be Good and there won't be a problem.' You just put aside your person, your grudges, your hatred... for fear of violence, war, fighting... Evil. You think too deep. The world doesn't work that way. You see?"
No, no. That's not right. Being Evil is Wrong. Wrong!
"So you think being Wrong is not Right? You think Right's better than Wrong? Who says so?"
I... It's a rule of this world. Do right, be right. Right's good. Right solves problems.
Evil, bitter, hollow laughter. "Oh, my. Such ignorance. Right and Wrong don't exist. There's no Right that's better than Wrong. It's not a rule of this world, dumbass. It's the way we've bent the real rule: Live for yourself. The 'difference' between Right and Wrong is all in people's head, but really... really, dear, the two are same. Getting me? The preference of Right over Wrong is show of cowardice. Listen to me, okay? Right works for people who're selfish, who care for themselves. Being Right doesn't hurt you, right? But it hurts those around you, do you understand me? There's no Right and Wrong, read me? Nothing."
No... (gulp), no... You're insane! Get away from me!
"Oh dear. You're just afraid. There is no Right."
...Oh? Well. What about this world? Why are we here? So that we can be evil and destroy? 'Kill, kick and murder'? You think so? The world's a stage. We show ourselves, we prove ourselves! Good and Evil is Right and Wrong! YOU'RE CRAZY! (whi-mper... cr-ringe...)
Laughter. "Tell me, dear. Doesn't Good despise, hate Evil? Isn't the emotion Wrong? Tell me, you sit here, fearful, yet you don't go away. You consider yourself a part of Good, don't you? Yet you can't help but not ponder over my words. Me, someone you consider Evil, Wrong. Tell me, honey?"
(her voice is like venom, alcohol... it tempts...)
No... no, there is a purpose we're here. This is not... nothing. Our life, it counts.
"No, you listen to me"--(FIRE!)--"We're all made of a substance called Void. All of us, do you hear me? The Void's made of Evil and Good, which are in fact two sons of one mother: Corruption. Both Corrupt, just in different ways. Good and Evil are brothers." Pause. "This world is just another laboratory to test whether there's more Evil in the Void or whether there's more Good. It'll be decided soon, I promise."
No, you lie. You evil, rotten bitch.
"Suit yourself. I know what you believe."
-oh, bella. you're a great thing. too bad that the Void you're made of has more Good in it than Evil-