12-09-2010, 02:11 PM
For a while, King pondered his next move. As he thought and planned, anger towards his mother tainted his once pure mind, and hatred for his creator turned into hatred for his kind. God Slayers, Hunters, Slaves to the Mother, however anyone wanted to see it. He remembered his sister and his teeth gritted. His sister. The one who would help continue his unholy work....
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A few minutes later, King stood in the bedroom alone. The other slaves were in the pool room, or their safe rooms. He looked around and called out to his kin, "Sister! Please! Come back! I wish to return to the Mother! Sister!"
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A few minutes later, King stood in the bedroom alone. The other slaves were in the pool room, or their safe rooms. He looked around and called out to his kin, "Sister! Please! Come back! I wish to return to the Mother! Sister!"
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.