What happened so long ago? What happened when I decided to join that army? Why, have I... A person who loved, helped, and saved. Forgot all about that? Why am I killing the good guys. Praising the bad guys. And, hoping Ill die. For murder is still murder. And bad is still good. As long as I can keep going. As long as my future still holds light. As long as this world does not crumble. I can forget. I can forgive. Because, the villian's nature does not make him a villain, but his sword.