Vindictive

"You seek for revenge. Your soul seeks for it. Every ounce of your being seeks for revenge, every cell in your body nurtures venom, preparing itself for the pleasing moment." A whisper said
"So?" The whisper paused. "What are you waiting for?" It asked, "Go for it"
"Your soul is thirsty, it's waiting to hear that anguished voice, begging for your mercy, begging for your help. Your eyes yearn to see that face in torture, your ears long to hear. Your hands crave the sensation of another being at your humanity."
"Pity them, for you have no humanity left in you. These eyes yearn to see that being in pain, they burn with passion for it to happen. The venom is slowly oozing out of your cells and into the atmosphere, annihilating everything that comes it's way. Beware, my time is coming"