12-19-2009, 05:49 PM
(This post was last modified: 12-19-2009, 05:50 PM by MasterZero.)
Alex slowly rose up, and licked his lips. He had no problem killing these bastards. They were freaks. Murderers. Sickos. They could go to hell for all he cared. "They are insane. They will die." A bolt of black fire shot from his hand at one of the men, and he looked at them. "It is time for you all top pay!" he roared as he began to walk closer to the group. Let's kill these bastards! he thought. He had earlier left the chest of treasures in his home, hiding in the back of his closet. He had kept the sword though, and held the katana in his hand as he used it to chop up the closest Fins.
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.