06-16-2011, 11:08 AM
"Have it your way." Savior pulled out a syringe from behind his back and moving quickly, shot the strange liquid into Yamiri's arm and watched her. "That was something I made. A toxin. Its like alcohol. It confuses the mind, taking away the ability to make smart choices and such. Basically, you're drunk now, or at least feel drunk."
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.