Death to those who killed me

[my_fatal_desire]

What to do with the people who killed me? Death. A simple yet powerful word. They used to throw pebbles at me, now I will throw rocks. They tried to tear me down so I will suffer an enormous pain. Now I am numb to pain. Stab me if you will, for I will not feel a thing. Now if there weren't people around looking over my shoulder, I would write more

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[scarletmoonrise]

My dear, millions need to die, this is true. However, they must do something to deserve the end of their existance. What hath thou endured that is the bearing of a boulder upon one's shoulders? What doth thou seek from me? For surely, I am not the Satan you wish to speak with; I am merely His mediator. I commune for the voice of He, to whom wish to speak to He.

So, child, speak.

-S-