Ever since my brother has popped up.
I've gone a little crazy.
I've become ruthless.
Killing everyone in my sight, whenever I feel like it.
I've become emotionless.
I no longer feel pain.
I undeniably enjoy this power I have.
And that worries me.
Why? May you ask.
Well my father was the same way, and he ended up killing his wife.
These sick thoughts pleasure me.
I've become deadly.
I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.