soothsayer.

I've wandered too far off the path for any hope of redemption.

Sometimes, I just wish someone would destroy me so I can start over again... but that would be weakness.

I need to pick up the pieces and replace them to their original form... and make do from there.

I'll be complete and whole on the outside, but be without essence from within. A living shell... with nothing to drive her but spite for life and the desire for the last laugh.

Once again, I'm driven by vengeance... I thought I was through with that, but I was wrong. In the end, it's always about revenge. Vendetta... my sole driving force. My motivator.

At last~ I think I'm too in deep for any form of redemption. My hands are stained... the filthy liar that I am.

So destroy me. Feed me nothing but pain... sate my thirst with nothing but my own tears and blood for that is all I deserve.

The fires of Gehenna awaits what's left of my soul, granted that I haven't sold it in my attempt to survive.

Let me live in hatred... that's my only sustenance. Without a heart. Without love. Without compassion.

That is my ultimate punishment.