I had been a tool for them, too many years passed in front of my eyes that I stopped counting them.

I came to your to land to complete the purpose which I see with utter disgust.

And failed...

and that was good.

You never knew of my existence until those kind souls presented me to you and your sister.

I never lied to any of you; instead I avoided your questions or merely responding them with half truths.

All of you together taught me to laugh again.

But you made me smile.

But they never capitulated; they wanted to finish what was started years ago.

That’s why I came to you that night; in seek for help or a simple advice, anything but what really happened.

But I don’t regret it.

Now the two of us stand in front of each other, only the victor would leave the battlefield…

Alive.

I can only hope you have the strength to deliver the final blow which I craved for so long.

I am only a tool after all.

*Welp, popular stories 03/07/2015. Thanks.*