Unwritten Voice of a Villain

Let me just sleep onto this bed of thorns that I made for myself. Wouldn’t it be better? Wouldn’t it be better for everyone? If I could just sleep surrounded by this prickled plane, wouldn’t it be easier to just walk through without being pierced?

Let me sleep onto this bed of pain, but don’t you dare call it a sacrifice. A sacrifice? It’s something done for another. What I did? I did it so I could suffer. I did it for personal gain. It may be for power, money, or fame. I did all of this just for me, so don’t go around telling how I wasn’t needy.”

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