"why are you standing there in the dark" he let out with confusion but when the said person turned towards him the realization down upon him, it was him, it had always been him, with the new realization came a dreading feeling, he staggered a bit. "yo-you, it always has been you" he stammered, he can feel a droplet of tears running down his cheek he doesn't know if it is because of pain, betrayal, or fear. "why, why did you do it?" the person standing in front of him isn't the person he used to know. --- covered in blood, he wickedly smiled at the quivering figure in front of him. "They need punishment and bloodshed was the only choice left for me" he smiled childishly contrary to what he is saying.