Oh, the gods won't mind. They've spilled more blood than the rest of us combined
There are no men like me. Only me!
If your Gods are real and if they are just, why is the world so full of injustice?
This room was silent as a crypt. Except for the screams, of course.
The things I do for love!
It's a strange thing, the first time you cut a man. You realize we're nothing but sacks of meat and blood, and some bone to keep it all standing.
People have been swinging at me for years, but they always seem to miss