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Phase 3.1: Path to War.

There is no time to plan, there is no space to think. No respite. No forgiveness. There is only war.

It's time to fight for more than just myself personally, that particular option seems darker and darker the more I stare into the abyss but I do question if this will truly be the end or if it's just another moment in which everything I know will end up stalled once agian, it fucking sucks being in a prison without walls, I need to gear up and fight this on all fronts, but I am so damn tired of every situation leading me back down into the abyss, a lesser man would have snapped and become something else... I don't have the time or patience for anything more in my life, this battle is everything, this war fuels everything. It's time to never back down... Even if I fail, I've failed doing the wrong thing. I'm just sick of fighting everything and everyone, but that's who I am, I am war. I don't have time anymore for petty distractions and dealing with questionable people, I'd rather be on my own fighting a losing battle, than having allies I don't trust. at least on my own there isn't any further collateral damage other than what has already been caused at the end, if I'm fighting alone in this trench, I have the safety to say that I can unleash hell and no one else will be hurt due to my actions, May that's the way it has to be, that's the way it's always been before, at the end if the day I'm always the one standing here, alone. So be it. I don't have anything inside of me anymore except for anger, it is what drives me and keeps me whole, everything else is a fuckin distraction. It's time to let myself be brought down to the bone, there's nothing else left, I am a creature of war, born of battle, and the war is about to begin... One final time. Time to end it, no matter the cost.

Current Mood: Bitter.
Current Music: Slayer, Bloodline

But strength doesn’t always mean brute force. You don’t have to kick ass to be a fighter. Violence doesn’t equal strength. Lead your army by example. There’s a better answer to all this. War isn’t going to solve anything, but it will tear our two worlds apart, and there will be casualties, including humans. There’s nothing heroic about this war. It will lead to a destruction unlike anything you or I have ever seen.

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