Everything that is passed must be destroyed. The flames still lap at the underside of the steel-encrusted surface. The time for dawdling is over.
It's hard to contain anger. It's hard. But I do it. The last year hurt. It hurt a lot. I burned up, and then I came back. Love slowly boiled, curdled fiercely, and became HATE. You know who you are. I fucking hate you. You're a foolish, mindless, piece of shit liar who can't even decide on your own. You're part of the burning city. You do no better than the fools of this burning city, and for letting you in, I have done no better. Now, I can admit this feeling because I believe in something you don't. I believe in being HUMAN. Just go and be stuck two thousand fucking years in the past until you die a lost cause.
And then, I found new love. Astonishing love. And now, I'm leaving. Because I need to change. Because this place is done with me. Because the world must be explored. Because I have faith in the future. Because I am real.
I am Odin Gray, and I love, and I hate, and I feel, and I ride, and I run, and I build, and I laugh, and I cry, and I am. Take the good with the bad. Take it or leave it. If you take it, then follow. If you leave it, then that's alright, because you'll be out of my view soon enough.
Fight for the light or fight for the darkness. I fight for the light. Bring back the light, bring back the light, bring back the light.
Soon enough, the ninth chapter will begin.
Let there ALWAYS be never-ending light.