Only One
How stupid.
Do you really think you can be strong by fighting for the sake of other people? That's foolishness. In this world one can only survive by fending for himself. No one cares about you. No one loves you. Take your pathetic beliefs and run away with your tail between your legs, like the dog that you are! Ah but you refuse. Is it. love?
Love?
A flood of hormonal reactions running throughout the body for those of the opposite sex. This girl who I'm holding hostage. Is she the object of your attentions? The one you want to make yours? And Uchihara Sasuke. He is your friend? Love for friends? Nonexistent. There is no such thing as a friend. All hypocritical, backstabbing whores, every single one. You wish to protect your "friends"? What idiocy. I will not let one with such twisted and naïve beliefs as you live in front of my eyes.
Friend?
I thought I had one once. I thought I was loved by him. How stupid had I been. I believed his lies without a second thought. Yashamaru. You really had me didn't you. I'd have done anything for you. I would have willingly handed over my soul, however worthless it is to you. And that's what you wanted. Too bad my existence cannot be ended. I will go on living, reveling in the so-called joy of life, enjoying that I can cause pain for you and others, just by existing as I am.
Death?
It is the greatest gift I can wish for. Nothing would please me more than death, the release from this hateful world. But if I'm able to cause pain to all by existing, then I'll forfeit this wish and clutch to my life, if only to cause the suffering of all. The pain you've dealt to me you shall receive tenfold.
I am alone.
This is the greatest strength: to care only for yourself, to be able to kill without restrictions. No weakness. Your ideology is wrong. Your world is pretty, but it is a flawed utopia, doomed to be shattered. Your words are boastful but you will be unable to defeat me. Your blissful ideas will die along you.
Abyssum abyssum invocat.*
You will all meet your hell this very day.
*hell calls hell
How stupid.
Do you really think you can be strong by fighting for the sake of other people? That's foolishness. In this world one can only survive by fending for himself. No one cares about you. No one loves you. Take your pathetic beliefs and run away with your tail between your legs, like the dog that you are! Ah but you refuse. Is it. love?
Love?
A flood of hormonal reactions running throughout the body for those of the opposite sex. This girl who I'm holding hostage. Is she the object of your attentions? The one you want to make yours? And Uchihara Sasuke. He is your friend? Love for friends? Nonexistent. There is no such thing as a friend. All hypocritical, backstabbing whores, every single one. You wish to protect your "friends"? What idiocy. I will not let one with such twisted and naïve beliefs as you live in front of my eyes.
Friend?
I thought I had one once. I thought I was loved by him. How stupid had I been. I believed his lies without a second thought. Yashamaru. You really had me didn't you. I'd have done anything for you. I would have willingly handed over my soul, however worthless it is to you. And that's what you wanted. Too bad my existence cannot be ended. I will go on living, reveling in the so-called joy of life, enjoying that I can cause pain for you and others, just by existing as I am.
Death?
It is the greatest gift I can wish for. Nothing would please me more than death, the release from this hateful world. But if I'm able to cause pain to all by existing, then I'll forfeit this wish and clutch to my life, if only to cause the suffering of all. The pain you've dealt to me you shall receive tenfold.
I am alone.
This is the greatest strength: to care only for yourself, to be able to kill without restrictions. No weakness. Your ideology is wrong. Your world is pretty, but it is a flawed utopia, doomed to be shattered. Your words are boastful but you will be unable to defeat me. Your blissful ideas will die along you.
Abyssum abyssum invocat.*
You will all meet your hell this very day.
*hell calls hell