His blood burns

[sweetchilisauce]

I can barely sleep.

Son of Garljing...

Every time I use my sword, I must show restraint... control.

Cut them down...

I have made close friends. Yes, I'm respected and even appreciated by some.

The Red Dragon expects great things of you...

Yet I'm not sure if I would shed a tear if their stories came to an abrupt end.

You're better than them. You don't need anyone...

I have started to use fantasia to put my mind elsewhere. The voices have subsided as a result- but at what cost?

Set the world ablaze...

I don't know if I can hold it any longer.