Why? did i become this way
As the man walked through the cities once crowded by humans, that now lay ancient
with there blood still anew, he turned around to see all that he left in his wake. the animals he had once loved, now lay riddled with holes or slashes from his sword. He paused here for a second, pondering an unimaginable thing of horror, then turned again an reloaded his gun while he started to laugh, but.....not in the good way.
His question to himself, while he paused on the street of the city was this:
Why didn't i start sooner? Why did i try to be come one of those "humans"?
Why did i let myself become corrupted?