I hate you, to see your downfall would be my greatest achievement, to see you splayed out on the floor, begging to be let go, to see you feel what I felt in the cave, nothing would give me more joy than that.
Somehow, you persist, after murdering a man, after leaving me to die, after being defamed on live television, you persist, you last and you don't stop. I will change that, permenantly.
