A murderer.
I don't know why they call me a murderer.
Okay, yes. I admit. I am a murderer.
But, am I bad? Am I insane for killing people?
Can I ask you a question, then?
Is a murderer bad when she kills a monster?
Humans are monsters. She kill monsters. Is she bad, then?
How can someone justify that something is right and wrong? How can someone know what's right and what is wrong?
Judgement, huh? Are people capable of judging other people?
When a killer kills someone, it's called a crime. How about soldiers? It's called justice? A victory? They're fighting for their country.
What if that killer protected his family? Isn't it the same, then? They're fighting for their own family, too, right?
I don't get it.
Can someone tell me, why is it so unfair?
Okay, let's relate something else; besides killing people.
A robber.
When politicians rob, it's called business. But, why then when an ordinary people rob, it's called crime?
Politicians rob for the good of their family. Ordinary people, too.
Why is it unfair, then?
Just because someone is ordinary, no justice could be manifested. Just because someone is powerful, he gets the justice he wanted.
Ugh. Humans.
Now, let's go back to killing people.
Can you explain to me, then? Why do an ordinary person couldn't get the justice he needed even when he needs it the most?
Pfft. This damaged culture; these judgmental jerks.
They see others' sin yet they couldn't see theirs.
I am a murderer, I reiterate.
I am not a psychotic killer nor a killer wannabee.
I don't kill without a reason and I don't kill to gain money.
I do not stain my blade with innocent blood and I don't use my blade to cut the throats of every person I meet.
I don't kill because of surging hatred against humanity. I don't kill because I just want to.
I kill for a reason.
I kill for that certain reason.
Why am I then labeled as a criminal when I kill other criminals as well?
Why are those eyes looked at me with disgust?
Why does everyone in this society thinks I am such an evil person?
If they sin differently than I am, I do not belong. I am human as well, right?
How am I different from them?
Ugh, humans.
I couldn't understand them. They are just too complicated.
I kill to survive.
I kill to survive in this cruel world.
Hn. Just because I sin differently, does not mean I am not a human like them.
They do not even know what's right and what's wrong. They are just blindly following the majority of other blinded idiots.
Ah!
That is why.
This society is a system where the blind leads the blind. Whatever they consider is right, they blindly follow it, not knowing the entire fact.
But, I beg to differ.
I am not blind.
I can see how cruel this world is. I can even see how humans deceive each other just to satisfy their desires; just to not get hurt; just to go with the flow.
They fear the things they couldn't see.
They fear the things they do not know.
But, me?
I kill monsters because I know that's the right thing to do.
As long as monsters here is decreasing, there would be less crime; less war.
But they couldn't see that because killing is wrong.
I don't know.
I have my own perspective of what's right and what's wrong.
If I believe what I am doing is right is not a crime, yet they labeled me as a criminal, then I couldn't do anything but go on with this life.
Ah, society of the blind.
Stop jumping to conclusions.
I only kill to survive.
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