Because the world needs a little slush with our snow. (Spoilers likely within)

[badappled]

I don't know why you've brought me here. If you're trying to torment me, I'm sure there are better ways. 

But if it's what you want, so be it. Nothing can be worse than what I've done. I can feel it in my chest like a cancer. You can't ignore your own heart, can you? You can drink potions to forget love, but you can't ignore what you are.

Or what you're becoming.

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[arach_nerd]

I was kind of a grade-a jerk back when I was a teenager. Got bullied, pick on, exlcuded, although some of it was really my fault because I had this humongous chip on my shoulder. When I first got my powers, my original plan was to go into pro wrestling and make TV appearances. Make some cash, pay back my aunt and uncle, who seemed like th eonly people who really cared about me, for everything they'd done for me over the years.

Then, one night, a burglar robbed the TV station i was making an appearance at. I could've stopped him easily, but I had decided to only look out for myself. The guy got away, and ended up killing my uncle. It was my fault, and I have spent the last 10 or so years trying to make up for it, knowing full well nothing I do actually will.

[badappled]

But you keep trying. You haven't given up, have you?

I think that means your uncle would be proud of you.