To find yourself, it's a task that takes time. To look in ones self, to face thy self.
How does one define who they are? Looks, apperance, acts, gestures?
The journey to find you depends on how far your willing to search. Your past, your future, what describes your self-being?
Past the flesh, beneath the code. What are you, who are you? Savior, Sadist, Holy man, Devastator, Champion, Demon, Antagonist.
My search has ended, my purpose is clear. I know what I am here to do, and how to do it well.
I am Grace of Darkness, I am a Cypherite.
I am here to Protect you.
Surrounded.
No way out.
No Escape.
Give it up boy, there's no where for you to run.
You've been caught by your worst enemy, The Cypherites.
What will you do, grovel at our feet and beg for mercy?
Will you beg for a quick death?
What are you feeling right now?
Fear, pain, sorrow, regret.
I think regret, regret that you chose to stand against us.
Regret that you are not the "One".
We gave you a choice, cease your activities or die.
You apparently chose death, and that's exactly what your about to recieve.
So I ask you Kid, what will you do? Death is staring you in the face.
What will you do?
Will you fight like the man you pretend to be?
Will you stand your ground?
Will yo-...
Jump.
Next time boy.
1,2 Cyph are coming for you
3,4 Better bolt the door
5,6 Load the pistols quick
7,8 Your way too late
9,10 This is the end
She leads us to your destruction.
A fine thing really, I couldn't think of a better person for the job.
You must understand, there is no where you are safe.
You cannot hide, only die.
No matter what you may think, we are not a minor annoyance.
We make our presence known loud and clear.
If you ignore us when we knock at your door, we simply break it down.
She is perfect.
The perfect tool for zions destruction.
Her hollow soul knows no bounds.
She is a well oiled killing machine.
Though she has a soft spot for the groove.
If you are not asleep she will lay you to rest, whether your willing or not.
Her beauty is uncanny, her moves are flawless.
She strikes without warning or hesitance.
She is crafty and cunny.
She is Veil.
Does it feel like your awake.
You hear your name in the night.
They call for you.
Whispering, wanting, needing.
It's an utter annoyance in the back of your mind.
Why do they call, why do they seek, why do they disturb.
Slumber little one, it's all you want.
Wakeless dreaming or better tommorows.
Beware little one, they come for you.
Like thieves in the night, they steal you away.
No more dreams.
No more sleep.
She is perfect. The perfect tool for zions destruction. Her hollow soul knows no bounds.She is a well oiled killing machine. Though she has a soft spot for the groove. If you are not asleep she will lay you to rest, whether your willing or not. Her beauty is uncanny, her moves are flawless. She strikes without warning or hesitance. She is crafty and cunny. She is Veil.
She's gone.
Just like her...
I thought I could handle it before, I can't even handle it now.
To much pressure.
It's happening all over again.
The pain is seeping up again.
No, I will not let this shake my composure.
I will master this pain and turn it into hate.
Hate for those around me.
In her words,
"I am a Cypherite no longer".
A slight pause.
Dear former Brothers and Sisters,
Oh the wandering mind, how it does roam.
Every waking instance telling you no more.
It is unfortunate however that we come to this moment, for it seemed we got along quite well.
An illusion perhaps, or some clever rouse.
Whatever it may be, it's caused quite a ruckus, and what we had is now over.
I am lost to you now, never to return.
Tick tock, tick tock.
I'd run if I were you.
