Power Or Peace That's the question he has always asked all lied, he watched countries and empires rise and fall, learning many lessons along the way, he doesn't know how long it has been but he knows it's been hundreds of years since he had last saw HIM, he hated him to the very core of his heart and soul "I found you" he mumbled hiding in the shadows staring at him darkly, he knows he can feel him he knows that hes aware With his journey soon to come to an end he has finally found his target he smirks at the thought of peace and freedom, he held the small knife that his father gave him as a child "Oh forgive me father for what im about to do" his face darkens as his smile soften While finding the right moment he had met friends and allies along the way even enemies but he couldn't give any flying shits about them But something is weird... why are they so touchy and clingy?? What is going on?! Don't tell me.. Wait.. His face was hit with the truth as his therapist laughs at him "WHAT DO YOU MEAN SUNSHINE HAREM?!?!" (A/N: This is so cringe and badly written I don't know how to fix it steadily nor can I believe this came from my very own hands)