Annex II:
God
Eriol
I don't like surprises.
That's why I don't like Kinomoto Touya.
I have nothing against him personally; I barely know him. But he was a wild card. He was something I--Clow--I hadn't anticipated. He could have ruined everything.
And I really don't like surprises.
So really, better to take care of problems while they are small. Wild cards must be taken out of the deck, after all. Clow didn't foresee something like this, but I knew as soon as I saw the situation at hand, and took appropriate countermeasures.
That is what makes you powerful, after all. Raw power is one thing, but it is useless in the face of someone who can calmly assess a situation and do what must be done.
In the end, Clow was weak--human. Only human. He knew it, and that was why he split himself off into two--jettisoning all the weak human emotions into one vessel--Fujitaka--and the power into the other--me. He wouldn't have been able to do what I did.
Nor would I have done the things he did.
I am Eriol Hiiragizawa, and I will succeed where Clow Read failed.
