Hey guys! While I continue writing up the next chapter for The Second Coming (and yes, I have started the next chapter), I thought I would post a small 4 chapter fic I've had for a while. Basically, this fic is about the Four Horsemen, each chapter about a different horseman in the order they appeared on the show. Hope you enjoy!
Violence and destruction, the slaughter of men and women, and the brutal murders of children; it is truly a beautiful site.
It is so much fun watching people mercilessly attack one another. To see all the happiness and compassion leave their eyes. To see them fill with a sort of darkness, unmatched by anything I have ever seen. It appears like a bottomless pit in the deepest waters of the ocean. All light vanishes, and it seems as though you're falling and you will never land. You're trapped in the darkness, incapable of escape.
And the rage that follows; oh, the glorious rage! All other senses are gone. There is nothing except the burning anger inside. It can, and will, consume someone. In an instant, the tender relationship between a mother and child is gone. The loving relationship between siblings disappears as though it had never existed. There is no sympathy or care. A once strong bond is now broken. The families become strangers, enemies, in their own home, and I don't even have to lift a finger.
There are, of course, times where I need to persuade some souls that violence is the right option. There is always those few people feel that "talking about their problems" is the proper solution. Ha! So boring.
But, most of the time, I simply have to sit back and watch. The more devastation, the more energy I have to feed off of. Humans; they're a confusing bunch. So much hatred built inside such tiny vessels. Don't get me wrong, it makes my job so much easier. It just baffles me occasionally. How does a person go from so caring to so sinister in almost no time at all? I thought humans were supposed to be compassionate, inspiring souls. Guess not.
I could have gone to any realm I wanted, I could have enjoyed the havoc in Purgatory or the chaos in Hell, but those weren't nearly good enough. They may have destruction, but nothing compared to the devastation of humankind.
Honestly, humans get offended quicker than anything I've ever seen. There could be a world war over two lesbians wanting to get married, or a Christian man reusing to stop attending church. Anything could set off humans, and I love it!
I am the one who encourages the wars. I am the one behind any attack or fight. I can never be stopped. Even if I were to disappear, nothing would change. Humans would still be just as destructive as ever. I just wouldn't be around to relish in all the glory that is war.