“You’re conflicted, I can see it. You don’t want to be the hero but you’re not evil enough to be the villain. So what are you, little snake?”
“What am I? Why ask when you’ve said it yourself~.” A gentle voice holding an innocence she certainly didn’t have, the look in her eyes rather malicious for what many could see as a harmless question. What was she? One who enjoyed suffering too much to ever be good, one who wanted to protect others too much to ever be evil, one who stood as an outsider to both sides of the spectrum.
“Fufufu~. I am a snake. I’ll slither through the dark and whisper advice to foolish warriors, leading them to misfortune just to laugh at them. Despair, misery, sorrows of any kind, witnessing it from these humans brings pleasure beyond even your wildest dreams~.”