I feel as though God has forsaken me to a life of cruelty and pure boredom. Waiting, stagnant in this dull world in hopes of the opportunity for me to go on a rampage against the entire demon race arrises. Until then, my life is without meaning and my thirst for the agonising screams of my enemy is increasing, I fear that soon. I won't be able to control my passion of fighting and may lead to mayhem.