"Sometimes, I curse my destiny for giving me such strength and such responsibility. I had to do so much wrong in this life, all for the greater good." Xaen took a deep breath, shaking his head.
"I wish there were better ways. It would've been so nice if I had never received these powers. I wouldn't have had the burden to use them for the greater good. I could've lived and died without having any worries."
The glass in his hand shattered as he applied a bit of force without realizing it. The glass pieces stabbed in his hand, making his hand bleed.
"My hands had the blood of others on them," he added, sighing. "I killed the innocent kids to keep a secret. I killed the families of people to stop them. I even killed one of my teachers. So much blood..."
