I had been a tool for them, too many years passed in front of my eyes that I stopped counting them.
I came to your to land to complete the purpose which I see with utter disgust.
And failed...
and that was good.
You never knew of my existence until those kind souls presented me to you and your sister.
I never lied to any of you; instead I avoided your questions or merely responding them with half truths.
All of you together taught me to laugh again.
But you made me smile.
But they never capitulated; they wanted to finish what was started years ago.
That’s why I came to you that night; in seek for help or a simple advice, anything but what really happened.
But I don’t regret it.
Now the two of us stand in front of each other, only the victor would leave the battlefield…
Alive.
I can only hope you have the strength to deliver the final blow which I craved for so long.
I am only a tool after all.
*Welp, popular stories 03/07/2015. Thanks.*