This is our villain. He has nothing to say. He sleeps alone; he does not want to take over the world. He wants control of his own world. Give me freedom or give a fuck
This is the world, populated by you. We were all immortal for one moment.
Unable to sleep, our hero walks the streets alone. Its his job not to sleep at night.
A child dies at the hands of our villain. We were all children once and we choked them to death.
This child bleeds to death; endless and eternal- escaping. O
Our villain wants some coffee to help him swallow his guilt. He chooses a diner, our hero works there.
Our hero serves and feeds the villain.
And so begins their conversation.
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Sounds like "A history of violece" =)
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