Act 1: Remorse [Part 1]
To think, I did all of this for power, in it's end I found a justification to the means as one would say. But was it truly worth it? Was it truly worth the sacrifice? That, that is something I haven't been able to find out.
Many beautiful things; now torn desolate despair, a lost garden of death and decay is all that surrounds. Such bleak environments made available at my utmost inner desire. Why does 'she' wish for this? Finding it hard to keep control, never again will I call on that power, I must search for the light even if it will leave me scarred, burned, dead.Â
Using their own methods against their own, I must find someone to use as a starting point, I hope they can forgive me... and if not, please let them have patience for me to complete my task before striking me down; I will offer no resistance, it is only befitting to the sin I have lain strewn across this world.
If any do so read this once I am gone; do not take pity upon me, do not feel anger in my actions; no, I implore you, use this as a cautionary tale, one of not to do; do not dabble in things you have no control over, for no person should control that much power. No one.
