It took everything I hated and destroyed it, leaving faint memories behind.
It took me down a road so twisted it disturbed the essence of my being, yet led me to
If life is for the living, how can I walk among them?
Am I here to protect or to maim and destroy?
Have I become what I am because of what I was –
has what I was capable of doing as a human opened up the gates into immortality?
And if so, who rules eternity?
If I give up my eternity for another’s,
will it take away the pain and guilt I feel crushing my heart from inside,
or will it take me straight to hell?