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Riik · **07-16-2012, 10:29 AM**

10th APRIL 2012

Blood. Death. Pain. Darkness. Flashes in my mind. Horrible flashes. I see hordes of dead; pools of blood. Men murdered - all by my hand. I see the blade in my palm, my arms drenched in their blood... I see horrible lust in my eyes, I see a grin on my face...

I pray. I pray that I never become this monster. I pray that I never ever grow to enjoy killing.

I pray. I pray that the war will stop, everyone will be safe. The cutting, the stabbing, the slashing... the horrible killing.... I pray that it stops!

I'm shaking. Heh. I'm shaking really hard. Monsters don't shake. Killers don't shake. I guess I should see that as a sign... but it doesn't stop me from feeling bad... about everything.

Maybe Endri was right. maybe I'm not cut out for fighting. Maybe I should give up.

Maybe I should leave. Leave Eorzea with one less warrior. One less person to protect Miyuki.

No... no, I can't leave. I have to endure. I have to kill. Kill and slash and stab and KILL AND SLASH AND STAB... AND

"KILL AND SLASH AND STAB!!!!!!"

Riku starts whimpering, unable to contain the emotion, clutching at his head, just wanting the thoughts to stop. The images to leave him alone. But they don't. They just keep playing again and again and again.

Make it stop... make the killing stop...

Make it stop...

Insights into the Mind of a Timid Lalafell

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