Post by Kyzer on Jan 22, 2019 23:14:11 GMT -5
Violence…
That seems to be what you worship…
But you do not understand it…
Do you know what it is life to hold someone’s life in your hands? Do you comprehend the power of deciding whether someone lives or dies? You seem to think you have a grasp on this concept. You embrace pain and suffering but you have no true experience with either. Your masochistic tendencies show the little of the world you perceive and understand. You live in an imaginary snuff film.
I live in reality, true violent reality.
Shallow and one dimensional…
You delight in suffering.
I take no delight in hurting others; I get no pleasure from inflicting violence…
I have seen true cruelty. I have experience true pain and suffering. There is nothing to worship there.
I respect the horrors of war that you know nothing about.
You are a lost soul who seems to have found a purpose in senseless action.
Pity is all I feel for you. There is no respect here like I have had for my previous opponents. There is nothing to respect in you. You have earned yourself nothing. I do not place myself on a pedestal above others. I have committed unspeakable acts in my lifetime.
But the difference between us is that I never derived pleasure from shattering another’s life. You bathe in the blood of your enemies then get some kind of orgasmic delight in the grief you cause.
It is truly disgusting.
Sadism for the sake of simply seeing another life shed tears is appalling.
I may have been a soldier but the orders I carried out always had a reason beyond something that base.
You and I have nothing in common, and when we clash that will become apparent to the world.
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She beckons me to have a reason for wrestling beyond just providing for her. She sees more in me than just a golem with a singular purpose. Maybe she is right, maybe she is wrong. My all-consuming mission has been distancing her from all the nightmares she has had to endure. Thus far I have succeeded. We have come a long way since she was pulled out of that life. But the journey is never ending, and I will never rest.
“I just think you need more of a reason than me to continue doing what you are doing. You have never done anything for yourself and this is your chance now.”
She knows I am plagued with the demons of my past despite my reluctance to acknowledge it.
“You are haunted by the things you have done. I can see it when you are home. You don’t relax, you are always tense and on alert.”
She knows me better than I ever expected. I always assumed that no one would ever be able to understand me, but she does somehow. She does not know the details of my misdeeds in the lives I lived before meeting her and yet she knows the guilt that weighs on me. Her lack of judgement of me has always been adoring and I value that she does not see me as I see myself.
“You are not a monster. You did what you had to do to survive. If I can forgive myself then you can too.”
Her sins are nothing compared to mine.
“I think this is a way for you to forgive yourself and a way for you to bring some balance to your life beyond just me.”
I can see the concern on her beautiful face. It does not carry the smile that it usually possesses. It does not carry the happiness she typically wears. She is overcome with concern for me, for my well-being, my state of mind. This is foreign to me. I do not know how to receive this.
“You have done so much for me and there is no way I will ever be able to match it. But there is more to you than just my protector. You can use this opportunity in the WFWF as a way to redeem your past. Isn’t wrestling based on good versus evil? Let yourself be the hero for once.”
I almost laugh at the absurdity of the idea. Me, the hero? I cannot buy into it. However, her eyes show me how much she believes in this.
“I have never been anyone’s hero.”
“You are my hero. You rescued me.”
“He did that.”
“All he did was pull me out of that place. You are the one who gave me a life. You protected me, you have kept me safe. You have so much for me. You are definitely my hero.”
I never thought of it like that. I just knew from the moment I met her that I had to do everything I could to keep her safe. She had no one. I had no one. I could not let someone like her go through what I went through. I had to take her out of the world I had known for so long. But being her hero? That was never how I thought about our life. That title is not one I ever thought I would possess. I had been on the wrong path of things for such a long time. Maybe in the back of my mind I thought saving her would offer me a glimpse at redemption. I never truly thought that I had already achieved it with one person.
“Zuggy, you are a good person who is the position to show the world that. You have been associated with some bad things, this is your chance to show that you not those things.”
Is it? I am skeptical. But she makes one point that intrigues me. I have been so focused on one thing since he left and that is her. She is in a good spot. Never before have I been able to choose my own path in life. Now might be that chance. I am already set to face an opponent known for extreme violence. If I was to become the hero she wants me to be then he is a good place to start.
“It is just something I never thought about for myself. I have always been following the lead of someone else. To be able to decide myself which side of the line I am on between good and evil is a new concept to me.”
Maybe she is right, maybe this is the time for redemption…
Me, a hero? The Dragon saves the village instead of burning it with a Highlord sits on its back. It is strange to think about but maybe it is something I need to consider. I need to open my scope to just beyond her.
Maybe it is time for a new life….
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You stand between me and an important decision of in my future, Needles.
You want to build your name off my bones, while I seek atonement.
You want to be a shallow version of the man I mostly recently served.
You want to be the antithesis of joy…happiness…love…
Three things I did not understand until recently.
I am not the automaton I look to be.
I have free thought. I can make decisions. I can decide which path I want to walk from this point.
I have lived so long in the darkness, I do not know if I can survive in the light.
But we will find out…
Needles…I have made my decision…I am going to go against instinct here…
I am going to embrace the light….
Pain, suffering, agony, hate, violence, negativity…It is all going by the waste side, along with you. It is time for a life and that life begins with standing up to person of ill repute like you. Bring your instruments of pain, you will need them. You are walking into an uphill battle. I am not arrogant going into this confrontation but it would be foolish for me to look at this any other way.
Frank Lynn is a good man and I tore him apart to prove to myself that staying in the WFWF on my own was the smart decision.
Bringing an evil man like you to ruin will be the way I prove to myself that I can one of the Warriors of Light.
The Dragon changes from chromatic to metallic and the line between good and evil moves. I have done horrible things and it is now that I begin the quest to atone for them. There is no Sin Eater that can absolve me.
I can only be redeemed through the violence that it takes to silence a man like you.
She believes that I am more than a mindless golem in a mask. I am more than a horror movie villain.
I am the personification of Fereydun…
I am your Justice….
That seems to be what you worship…
But you do not understand it…
Do you know what it is life to hold someone’s life in your hands? Do you comprehend the power of deciding whether someone lives or dies? You seem to think you have a grasp on this concept. You embrace pain and suffering but you have no true experience with either. Your masochistic tendencies show the little of the world you perceive and understand. You live in an imaginary snuff film.
I live in reality, true violent reality.
Shallow and one dimensional…
You delight in suffering.
I take no delight in hurting others; I get no pleasure from inflicting violence…
I have seen true cruelty. I have experience true pain and suffering. There is nothing to worship there.
I respect the horrors of war that you know nothing about.
You are a lost soul who seems to have found a purpose in senseless action.
Pity is all I feel for you. There is no respect here like I have had for my previous opponents. There is nothing to respect in you. You have earned yourself nothing. I do not place myself on a pedestal above others. I have committed unspeakable acts in my lifetime.
But the difference between us is that I never derived pleasure from shattering another’s life. You bathe in the blood of your enemies then get some kind of orgasmic delight in the grief you cause.
It is truly disgusting.
Sadism for the sake of simply seeing another life shed tears is appalling.
I may have been a soldier but the orders I carried out always had a reason beyond something that base.
You and I have nothing in common, and when we clash that will become apparent to the world.
*********
*********
*********
She beckons me to have a reason for wrestling beyond just providing for her. She sees more in me than just a golem with a singular purpose. Maybe she is right, maybe she is wrong. My all-consuming mission has been distancing her from all the nightmares she has had to endure. Thus far I have succeeded. We have come a long way since she was pulled out of that life. But the journey is never ending, and I will never rest.
“I just think you need more of a reason than me to continue doing what you are doing. You have never done anything for yourself and this is your chance now.”
She knows I am plagued with the demons of my past despite my reluctance to acknowledge it.
“You are haunted by the things you have done. I can see it when you are home. You don’t relax, you are always tense and on alert.”
She knows me better than I ever expected. I always assumed that no one would ever be able to understand me, but she does somehow. She does not know the details of my misdeeds in the lives I lived before meeting her and yet she knows the guilt that weighs on me. Her lack of judgement of me has always been adoring and I value that she does not see me as I see myself.
“You are not a monster. You did what you had to do to survive. If I can forgive myself then you can too.”
Her sins are nothing compared to mine.
“I think this is a way for you to forgive yourself and a way for you to bring some balance to your life beyond just me.”
I can see the concern on her beautiful face. It does not carry the smile that it usually possesses. It does not carry the happiness she typically wears. She is overcome with concern for me, for my well-being, my state of mind. This is foreign to me. I do not know how to receive this.
“You have done so much for me and there is no way I will ever be able to match it. But there is more to you than just my protector. You can use this opportunity in the WFWF as a way to redeem your past. Isn’t wrestling based on good versus evil? Let yourself be the hero for once.”
I almost laugh at the absurdity of the idea. Me, the hero? I cannot buy into it. However, her eyes show me how much she believes in this.
“I have never been anyone’s hero.”
“You are my hero. You rescued me.”
“He did that.”
“All he did was pull me out of that place. You are the one who gave me a life. You protected me, you have kept me safe. You have so much for me. You are definitely my hero.”
I never thought of it like that. I just knew from the moment I met her that I had to do everything I could to keep her safe. She had no one. I had no one. I could not let someone like her go through what I went through. I had to take her out of the world I had known for so long. But being her hero? That was never how I thought about our life. That title is not one I ever thought I would possess. I had been on the wrong path of things for such a long time. Maybe in the back of my mind I thought saving her would offer me a glimpse at redemption. I never truly thought that I had already achieved it with one person.
“Zuggy, you are a good person who is the position to show the world that. You have been associated with some bad things, this is your chance to show that you not those things.”
Is it? I am skeptical. But she makes one point that intrigues me. I have been so focused on one thing since he left and that is her. She is in a good spot. Never before have I been able to choose my own path in life. Now might be that chance. I am already set to face an opponent known for extreme violence. If I was to become the hero she wants me to be then he is a good place to start.
“It is just something I never thought about for myself. I have always been following the lead of someone else. To be able to decide myself which side of the line I am on between good and evil is a new concept to me.”
Maybe she is right, maybe this is the time for redemption…
Me, a hero? The Dragon saves the village instead of burning it with a Highlord sits on its back. It is strange to think about but maybe it is something I need to consider. I need to open my scope to just beyond her.
Maybe it is time for a new life….
*********
*********
*********
You stand between me and an important decision of in my future, Needles.
You want to build your name off my bones, while I seek atonement.
You want to be a shallow version of the man I mostly recently served.
You want to be the antithesis of joy…happiness…love…
Three things I did not understand until recently.
I am not the automaton I look to be.
I have free thought. I can make decisions. I can decide which path I want to walk from this point.
I have lived so long in the darkness, I do not know if I can survive in the light.
But we will find out…
Needles…I have made my decision…I am going to go against instinct here…
I am going to embrace the light….
Pain, suffering, agony, hate, violence, negativity…It is all going by the waste side, along with you. It is time for a life and that life begins with standing up to person of ill repute like you. Bring your instruments of pain, you will need them. You are walking into an uphill battle. I am not arrogant going into this confrontation but it would be foolish for me to look at this any other way.
Frank Lynn is a good man and I tore him apart to prove to myself that staying in the WFWF on my own was the smart decision.
Bringing an evil man like you to ruin will be the way I prove to myself that I can one of the Warriors of Light.
The Dragon changes from chromatic to metallic and the line between good and evil moves. I have done horrible things and it is now that I begin the quest to atone for them. There is no Sin Eater that can absolve me.
I can only be redeemed through the violence that it takes to silence a man like you.
She believes that I am more than a mindless golem in a mask. I am more than a horror movie villain.
I am the personification of Fereydun…
I am your Justice….