Yeah... Don't ask what tempted me to write this. I honestly don't know. Just...read and review, I suppose. Dunno... Why Mitarai? Because it fits him. -grins-
"Your race is vile. You do not deserve to exist. Thus, I shall kill you," Mitarai solemnly said, raising his knife. Without a second thought, he slit his enemy's throat. Their dying screams echoed in his ears, but he only smiled. It was pure music to him, the moans of mangled foes, falling to the ground, dead.
"See? Your ways are wrong! I am the judge, the jury, and the executioner, all in one. I am the warrior of truth for my people, and I will do justice to them by exterminating you. You are the most despised species and your race as a whole needs to be wiped off the face of this earth. And as such, I feel no pity for you as you die," he continued, wheeling on another enemy. This one saw him slay its companion, and with a battle cry raced forward, intent upon his destruction. It was to no avail, though. His dagger cut out the other's throat as surely as it had the first. This one gave an equally satisfying gargle, before crumpling to the sandy floor.
Eyes lighting up, he reached down, looting the corpses. Finding what he had wanted to, he grinned.
"Alright!" he exclaimed.
"Kiyoshi, keep it down up there," his mother called. "It's just a computer game."
Sheepishly, Mitarai smiled, turning back to the murlocs his rogue had slain. World of Warcraft really was addicting!