"Why can't you understand. I am NOT the bad guy here. You come all this way looking to destroy a monster who has killed thousands who got in his way. But there IS a reason. You people are afraid. You are weak. You do not want to do what needs to be done. You don't fight back in the way that needs to be done. Daemons, child. Daemons, beasts, creatures and another world, who seek to destroy ours through brutality and fear."
"But I am something more. I wield a power that no human possibly could. Because I am not human. I was born a humanoid, but wear your race's guise simply because you found me first. I imprinted on you, you see. The first man who found me had part of his DNA transfered to my body. It was as if I was his son. He raised me on his culture, his language, his beliefs. That man was a warrior, who first taught me the very basics of fighting. But later on, I would come across another warrior. A Daemon."
"A disgraced fiend, he showed me how they do things. One culture meets another, and becomes something twisted. As a continued through my adulthood, I discovered my origins kept secret from me. I also learned of my capabilities. I was thought of as a fallen prodigy, a genius who understood any and everything infront of him. Any skill mastered, and every thought considering a thousand different things at once. But, after the incident, I was left without a home and only a daemon as a companion."
"As I became a warrior myself, I understood the way the Daemons work. Fear, Child. Fear was a powerful weapon. And with it, you can control you enemies. They won't make a move if they know what is waiting for them. And once I discovered my power, I could easily make things the way I wanted them to be. I became a monster. I was savage, brutal, merciless, relentless. Inhuman strength, speed, skill, and intelligence, I became something even they feared. I drove them from our world, rescued my people, and made this world safe. But you decided I was to dangerous to keep off the leash."
"They never knew what I did. I always kept it secret from them, as a failsafe for such an occasion. You thought me a mindless butcher, immortal, and bloodthirsty. This was a facade. I have the knowledge of something you could never comprehend. The Warp. I understand it, I use it, I AM it. I learned that I was seemingly resistant to it's influence and a conduit to its power. With it, I could revert you into primordial ooze, raze countries in unnatural fires, and destroy this world in the blink of an eye. But I have no ill will towards your kind. You do what you do because you think it would benefit your world, and I respect that. I am not a being without honour and pride. But you are mistaken. In my absence, you have been indoctrinated by the very beings you have come to hate, who you drove away as you stood by my side! They are the most powerful people in the world. They control everything. And it is time I right this wrong. They took over, and as I return, they challenge me once more? Then I accept. I will be fast. I will be strong. I will be terrifying! I am the shadow warrior. I am the savage blade. I have destroyed Gods in my wake. I AM *blank* AND THERE ISN'T ANYTHING I'M NOT CAPABLE OF!"
For those who are wondering what the fuck this is, it's a monologue I wrote on the spot based on a story that's been swimming around in my head for years that I've been too lazy to actually write down. While I said I wrote in on the spot, I kind of already had it all planned out, I just used this post to actually write it down. If you're wondering about the *blank* at the end (I know you are), that is because I never decided on a name for said character.It is heavily based off Warhammer (if the part about the Warp didn't tip you off) and I'm feeling more and more that I should actually continue writing it. Thoughts?
h fuck this. *presses a big button, big anti nuke glass covers me nuke nuke the size of cybertron falls on heroes*
