Disclaimer: I don't own anything "Sorcerer Hunters..." And this story, by the way, is based on the anime... However, I prefer his name in the manga (for some reason they changed it.) So, if you are familiar with the anime, the character Zaha Torte is the same character as Sucre in the manga. (Have I totally confused you yet?) And in case you're wondering why I bothered telling you all of this when I don't even use his name anywhere but in the summary, it's because the name "Sucre" means "sugar." (smiles) And now things should be falling into place... You see? There is a method to my madness. Anyway, thanks for reading. I hope you enjoy!
"Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice"
Hatred. Cold, unfeeling hatred. I know that emotion. It's only a variation of love. Just as sugar can be used as a spice. And as unwarranted mercy can be a form of destruction.
Just as I am only a variation of you. Or you are a variation of me.
It doesn't matter.
I am viewed as hatred. As evil. As the spice known as poison. Because I would awaken destruction to save the future.
Why am I evil? What makes me evil? The same thing that defines you as being good? The fact that I would kill to save?
As if you wouldn't? ...Haven't... You disgust me.
Why don't you stop patronizing me? Take off that martyr's mask and look at what you are. You're just like me. We both want to save the world. Only different aspects. You want to save the past, while I am trying to create a new future.
Think about it. How would you purify a poisoned well? Would you feel pity for the poison? Allow it to survive on no merit other than that it exists? Would you separate what poison you can, and risk tainting the rest?
Is it such a bad idea to fill the well and start over? Is it so terrible to clean this world by purging it of its disease?
Gods exist for a reason. Just because you don't like aspects of one, does not make that evil either. The destruction god's function is to clear the world for re-creation...
How is this different than rebirth?
Sometimes you have to die to live.
You know this. How can you not? With your hunters...
You are just like me.
We are variations of each other.
Reflections.
And like a shadow in the night, I am here even if you can't see me.
Watching you. Following you.
And you bend to my whims by following your own heart.
Don't you?
Author's Note: Short, I know... But it was only meant to be a little ranting ficlet from my favorite character (I don't care if he's a baddie! - Sobs!- ) ... Thanks again for reading. Please review!