I don’t need to dirty my hands any further. Enjoy the reprieve from my dogged hatred, but fear the depraved fiends I have inspired. I own permanent real estate in your head now. You’ll never be fully over my terror will you? You’ll never be able to forget me, which will do just fine as my consolation prize.
Have you realized there’s at least two other madmen on the hunt who I’m not even aquainted with? I have no idea who they are, or what they want with you, but in your blind hatred and desire to punish me, you’ve left your guard down to unknown hostile variables. Take care to watch your blindspot, it’s in both of our best interests for you to stay alive. These are my last words. I must evolve now.
