ARE YOU BOTH HAPPY WITH WHAT YOU'VE CREATED FOR YOURSELVES?
YOUR MEASLY EMPIRE OF BROKEN DREAMS, UNFIFILLED PROMISES-- AN EMPIRE OF DIRT.
GREED, YOU CALL YOURSELF?
I PITY THE WAY YOU DROWN YOURSELF WITH INTOXICANTS.
AND YOU, THE ONE CALLED 'LEGACY.'
I HAD BEEN SURE HE WAS DEAD. IT SEEMS HIS INFLUENCE HADN'T BEEN FULLY ERADICATED, HOWEVER. AT LEAST NOT IN YOUR SICK, TWISTED TIMELINE.
EVERYTHING YOU STOOD FOR.
I KNOW YOU FEEL NO GUILT, NO REMORSE. YOU ARE A SOULESS HUSK, AFTER ALL.
BUT I HAVE A... LOOMING CURIOSITY.
CAN YOU STILL REMEMBER YOUR PAST?
DO YOU REMEMBER THE MOMENT YOU REALISED YOU COULDN'T SAVE HER?
Your words are like throwing pebbles against a steel wall. They mean nothing to me. And the same goes for her; I couldn't care less. You say we care too little, but I say you care too much.
Your caring was your downfall, your caring is what makes you weak.
You have a lot of nerve for a coward. If you think she deserved to be saved so badly, that you think she deserved justice, then perhaps you should have delivered it yourself.
You died here once to my hands, and I would be more than overjoyed to do it again.
We hold more than you ever will. Together, we a force with more power than anything you could ever dream of. And don't you dare compare me to that fat fuck. Not only was he not spared from our wrath, but he wouldn't have even been a problem if it weren't for your own foolish ignorance and outlandish desire to judge that which you have no right to judge.
You and that moronic bear both like to pin the blame on everybody else, but who's fault was it really that all those souls fell to such unfortunate circumstances?
I'll give you a hint!