Evil has consumed me. I no longer feel the emotions I have felt before. I did not wish to become evil. Evil wished to become me.  Why me? What have I done to get all of these?! I...I just wanted to be...loved. As I brandished my sword towards my neck, I cursed all the gods and demons who thought of taking advantage of me. The last heroic action an evil perso like me could accomplish. "I shall not back down. I am no coward"