Disclaimer: I don't own doctor who nor have any rights to any of the characters.

I I live on the wake of a wave of wrongs. Destroying things as I go and always trying to fix them, always succeeding just enough to hold the universe together but never enough to be able to stop. I'm a time lord but even I can't know what my actions will lead to. I can bring down a entire planet with one word but I can't be certain that that planet deserved it. How have I come to this. I feel like the moral conscience of the universe. Me, a traveller without a real name. With out a race a home or a family. How does someone who's made so many mistakes end up trying to make the universe do the right thing.I

Just after rose left.