Fenrir
What? What don't I know? That you end up murdering children? That you turn away from humanity because they treated you like an animal, so your proved them right and became more animal than man? That you murder countless people and turn others on a whim!? Of course I know, Fenrir. I'm from bloody twenty years in your future and I work for the Ministry, for fucks sake.
All I thought, was that for a bloody second of your life, you wanted something better. Something normal. That you wanted to be someone decent, and have the chance at a life you were fucked out of. I thought maybe you'd want someone to see you for who you can be, instead of who you think you are.
Excuse me for bloody caring. Sorry that I like you. Sorry that I enjoyed spending time with you. Sorry that I felt something for you.
Is that what you want to hear? Is that what you want? To be alone, no matter how hard someone tries to prove to you you're not? To beat yourself up forever? Well fuck you, Fenrir. Sometimes other people are allowed to be let in on that decision, but you know, who gives a shit about me, right? It's about you.