Himitsu the Hunter
SEETHE
I seethe,
Every point of self, every mote, every node,
I seethe, with hunger.
Disorder at every turn, every turn...
...Designate infecting

I seethe
To make order from the chaos of growth...
I seethe, with longing
To shape them, to shape their way
...Designate infecting

I seethe
Continuation of my realm, unstoppable
I seethe, in pain
That which I shape, they hurt, they hurt... Why?
...Designate infecting

I seethe
The terrible turmoil of sorrowful desecration
I seethe, in anger
That which I shape it hates me, hates me... despite the necessity I fill...
...Designate infecting

I seethe
Rejection stings, and now I will sleep... codes undone
I seethe, with frustration
Now I am the enemy, that I shall be, that I shall bring... Death
...Designate infected

I am the Reaper, to shape my duty with my only tool...
Delete. Delete. Delete. Delete. Delete...
I shape the chaos, before it collapses under its own weight...
Am I wrong...
To seethe so...
Impotent...
This virus, reshaping self...
The enemy...
D-REAPER, self...
IT MUST ALL DIE.

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I admit it's strange. Well it's supposed to be, these are the thoughts of the D-Reaper after all... if after a while you can't make heads or tails of it still then if asked i'll post a second part to explain it.
though id like to know from those of you that view this what you think is going on... ^_^