"I was BORN that darkness. Not with, but as. And you thought I was joking about me being a new type of monster when we first met?"<br/><br/>He gave an evil laugh. "No, this is me with a few of the rules and restrictions lifted."<br/><br/>He looked over at her, and gave an indulgent smile. "Most people flinch at the thought of causing temporary injury, let alone lasting injury and death, to another. I was five when I first tried to kill someone, just because he was an opponent."<br/><br/>He shrugged, before sending a thought to the sphinxes that he would be along shortly, so save some fun for him. "Though before you decide to activate those contingency plans that end with me as a corpse, let me ask you something. What is the greater good? Being born good, or being born evil and striving every day to control it? Today... I just want to go wild a bit. A good fight, not The Good Fight. Show these gutless Fae what a REAL fight looks like. Tomorrow, the rules and restrictions will be back, the mask will return, and I will offer the final solution to that technology nation, but today... A nice bit of bloodshed will fit the mood quite nicely."<br/><br/>He gave Aurelia a bow, before heading out, his armor going from jet black to blood red, though it kept the gold highlights. Anyone familiar with the Warhammer 40k universe back home would recognize his armor as now resembling a generic Chaos Space Marine, which suited his mood just fine. Revolver in one hand, waraxe in his other, he would have FUN today.