Current mood:

amused

Writing Mode - 100% Over-drive Ready!
It seems my creative side as come back full power. A little short hit me to write for Viper. Its his thoughts during his final battle with his foe, Tiron. I just hit like a ton of bricks and I wanted to write it.



"The warping of everything that is me, everything that was me... it will all be gone soon, but my dream... that dream... can't end just yet... even if I become twisted... I will still reach for that dream."

I shared that line in common with my mortal foe, with the person I have to defeat.

It would not be noble causes or pure hearts that would win my battles. Nor 'Evil' and 'Good'.

we were both far beyond that. We were simply men that would do anything for our desires.

Anything.

We would die for our dreams.

We would die for our beliefs.

We would twist our soul and rip our bodies for our goals.

Yet, Why do we call 'him' evil? And 'I' a 'hero'?

Why?

We are no different?

I desired 'her' and he desired a world free of pain and suffering.

His objective is far more noble and widespread... while mine was selfish.

He desired to bring peace, while I desired her love.

Why must I break his dream and my be fulfilled?

Why do I get praised as a hero? And him cursed as the damned?

Yet to truly be with her, he must be stopped.

We both would never rest our blades for love... as long as he tried to control our world... our world of the two of us.

So that we might earn our peace so that we can be as one...

Tiron...

I will defeat you.