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Ah?

You're trying to replace me with another elf? How hurtful. Didn't you like how much I bled for you? Didn't you like how much I made others bleed for you? But then, I had lots of fun.

Innocence can be found once more while laughing at how pretty a body looks as it falls. But I suppose only a few people can understand it. I see you never really understood the joy and pleasure in it. The beauty.

I'm disappointed.

Whatever shall I do?

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Pleasure should not be found at the expense of another.

Don't worry.

I worked very hard to try to have them share my joy.

Did you know? My charms are so amazing that even as I gut a man... he still begs for my love.

I need not worry. A damnable soul such as yours will inevitably be punished.

What a scary look you have in your eye.

It fills me with such joy.

[He ought to fill you with fire instead, elf.]

When justice claims you, there will be no joy.

Eh?

You seem to think I only take pleasure in other people's pain. I love it when these bones are broken. I love it when I can only see red. I love it when everything is screaming so much in pain that all I can do is lie upon the ground and bleed.

I love it. I love it.

What greater joy is there?

Perhaps justice will take that into account. Perhaps you will feel nothing. There will be nothing left for you to revel in.

But that would be so cruel.

And how would I ever learn my lesson?

You needn't learn if you atone with your life.

Atone with my life?

Does that mean that justice would let me see Heaven?

Sinners are not granted the luxury of such an afterlife. You will have nothing. You will cease. Such is the only end befitting your crimes.

Aw, I don't even get to suffer for all eternity?

You really are stingy.

[Nuisance.]

My code of justice is effective. That is all that matters.

But what would happen if someone killed you?

In your last moments ... would you cry?

For what reason?

The pain. The shame. The humiliation. The fact that your justice couldn't do anything.

Lots and lots and lots of reasons.

I believe your real question is whether or not I would give you that pleasure.

The answer is no.

You'd take even that from me?

I would. Haven't I already made that abundantly clear?

And yet... I think I could get just a few tears from you.

What you think would only be relevant if you were of sound mind. You are not.

You caught on to that fact?

I am very observant.

It's getting worse, you know.

My madness.

It used to be such a little thing. A little voice in the back of my head. That person -- you should tear their throat out with your teeth. You should see what pretty colors they could make as they die. Little harmless thoughts that easily brushed aside.

Until suddenly... my mouth was full of blood and meat.

Isn't that... so sad?

No.

It is despicable.

The weak of will, the mentally depraved, the soulless...such individuals are not worthy of pity or sympathy. For your kind I feel nothing beyond my purpose: to eradicate all signs of your existence and purge you from this world.

It is all you deserve for having consciously made the decision to walk the path you presently follow.