"I ended the war," the Doctor spoke, his voice as hard as stone. He dropped his hands to his sides as his fists clenched. "The final days of the Time War were...insane. The plans that the High Council had come up with were beyond madness. They wanted to break the natural order of creation all for the sake of survival."<br/><br/>The Doctor frowned before turning back to the TARDIS's controls and crossing over to them. "I had to stop them, but the only way to stop them was to bring fourth Gallifrey's destruction and kill every single Time Lord and Dalek in the hopes of ending the war and saving the rest of creation from our madness."<br/><br/>He leaned over the controls and placed his hands against the pads, steadying himself against the only thing that he could possibly trust. "My loneliness is my punishment for the crimes I committed... but as you can see my act of genocide was only mildly successful. The Dalek's still survived. It ended only one of many wars that had yet to be fought."