Recap:
The very thought to rise again, will come and strike, over and over again. Until it is acted upon. You are my sons and I know I have not done you all right. I know I have ruined your lives and blinded you from all that is good and well. But again you were my sons but you still handed me over to the wolves as though you were sheep. As though you were born to be good but guess what? You aren't." I stated.
"You are my sons, which means you are born and bred wolves. So, get rid of the emotions and prepare your hearts as you will need to do what that very story said. You will forget there is love. You will forget that very word as it is not within you. As I did not raise you with it. I raised you to be strong and not to be weak. Forget your wives, harlots or whatever you have. They will slow you down," I snapped.
