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<p>Why did everyone want to be a hero? Once upon a time he had known the answer to that question; he had felt the same thirst for fame and power that everyone else had. That was a long time ago.
He had walked down that path, the lonely path of a hero. It was a path that brought adventure- and with that adventure came fame, fortune, and power. Of course the path had been riddled with obstacles that heroes were expected to face; just too many of them.
He had never expected betrayal at every turn, envy in every follower, and, worst of all, being a lap dog for those in power. ‘Slay such and such! Why? He’s evil of course! It is your duty!’ He hated all those who called upon him to be ‘Justice’ to further their own ends.
Throughout his adventure he had found strong people determined to retain their strength through any means and weak people willing to drag down the strong to obtain power, but never had he found a weak person who was content being weak- nor did he find any strong players who wished to lose their power.
He didn’t want to lose his power, he didn’t want to be weak; he wanted to be free. To be able to unleash his bloodlust in a battle, kill unhindered, threaten, destroy- and enjoy the feeling of empowerment that came with it. Power is said to corrupt people, but those who are wise know the truth; power simply reveals a person’s true nature.
His nature was that of a beast; a ruthless, insane, bloodthirsty animal that wanted to fight and kill all those who stood in his way. So he had decided that he would be just that; a player killing chaotic player who wielded fear instead of exultation, who killed instead of showing mercy- a player who enjoyed the game by following his desires.</p>
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