Fear is the path that will lead you all to the dark side. Fear turns into anger, anger turns into hate, hate turns to suffering
Pathetic Warriors, I hate all of you!
Memory is like a sharp stone - it hurts and painful
Many years have passed. I studied the history of the past. Listened to the stories of Elders, but none of them could help me. All these stories were for little kittens and teen wolf. I started to think that my dream will not come true, so to not forget. I wrote on the walls in the cave of his Mentor that dreams come true. I knew that was going crazy. I finally heard a couple of stories that I heard described methods of bringing life and even how to pass my own life to... Someone else. I put in his cave nithing. I was talking to him when you feel alone. Gradually my thought is to give life to another has been replaced with the idea of creating a second self. Why did I do that? Because I wanted to give life to the second I. Because I wanted to see the faces of all those who thought I was wrong. Because I wanted to be different, my own creation and show they stupid that they were wrong here. When I reviewed their inscriptions, I came across the inscription of his Mentor... I lost contact with him, since he left our Clan. We were both creators, but he was a traitor! «He lied to us. He never wanted the fulfillment of our dreams. He is only interested in success. Liar. Liar. Liar.» - the thought never left my head. My obsession with the fulfillment of my dreams, only even more immersed me into madness. I was no longer Deputy. Now I'm the Leader!