My life is not my own. I was created for a purpose, and once that purpose is completed I will be nothing. Still, I exist. I continue to live despite knowing that my only reason for being is to carry out the bidding of my dear father. Can a person even be considered someone of value if they are simply a pawn in a greater plan? Destruction of the world is inevitable, and it will be brought upon us by me; This does not mean I crave to watch humanity burn. Can I not be human too? Is love not something I deserve? I am doomed to be the despicable thing that puts into motion armageddon and the end of all days. I will do what I must, and not stray from my destined path. I will be content if just one person knows that my intent was never so evil as it appeared. Live your lives in blissful ignorance, but heed my warning, the time will come for you to open your eyes. In due time all will become known, and destruction will reign.