I don’t know what to say really, every post I read here drones on pathetically and I feel stupid for even wanting to be a part of this. But it’s not like I’m any better than any of you anymore. The more I rot in hell the more I come to realize I never even had a choice. I never had any choice in anything other than having a hand in my own death. How pathetic. And I was made to be the ultimate lifeform. A pinnacle of engineering and perfection. I killed millions to fufill what I thought was my purpose of becoming the greatest being to ever exist. And It wasn’t even my own dream. I never even met the man who placed the idea into my mind. I loathe that. I am damned to hell for living a life that was never truly mine. Maybe I am just an android and nothing more. I can’t even tell what I feel. But I know I don’t regret what I did. At least to them. I hope that boy who dared to cross me all those years back is still haunted by the thought of my return. Of my face. Of how his father forced his hand against me. Of his father’s idiotic sacrifice. I hope he thinks of me like a demon. Because I think of him the same.
- Mr. Perfect Cell 🪳
The playing field is level here. Villains. One in the same, regrets or not. -----Mod Clockwerk
