"You know i gotta try" He said with grimmace.
The time to die is now....
I have my knife.... my soul ready to be cast asunder.
"This is it... you're a fool"
he was just a tool...
a misused and misplaced tool.
(They will both die, i have forseen it)
(A brother bearing the light)
(A brother bearing the enternal darkness)
Beneath the surface they each hold each other in a higher standard.
The god's only watch, they do nothing but sit and let fate play out.
In the end... light and darkness... it has to be this way.
"Come!" he yelled at the light.
"As you wish!" the light would yell back.
they we're just trying to move through this world...
a world with hate.
One with his family dead and fallen into the darkness.
The other striving to protect the ones he loved and a place that hated him so.
The one with the light bears the brunt of the hate.
The one with the dark was loved and cherished a last of his kind.
Only that the light had seen so much even at the begining.
His parents slaughtered, their blood fell on him as a newborn.
The village scorned and hated him.
greatest irony.... they had a right to be on the opposite side of the spectrums.
One to carry the light and be loved.
While the other to be hated.
Fate is funny in a sense that they both now fight.
The one that was loved falling into the darkness.
The one that was hated falling into the light.
Now it comes to this... one with the other down...
Which would it be.
The boy with the monster that killed his family from the begining and hated.
Or the boy that was loved and watched one slaughter to only to continue the cycle.
In the end the fate is sealed for one here.
only one can walk away.
only way can be buried into the grave.
In the end... however... none of them will be the same.