The declaration can be made anytime but the fickle mind of humans cannot hold such remarks without asking the question why. What had they done? What sin did they have committed? The questions would never stop. I, being a human myself, can understand how such questions arise from the human mind. Henceforth, I will return the answers with one question of mine "Why not? “Yes, they being ignorant of themselves is one and the second asking for more. It is not a sin to ask for more but not being thankful for that something without trying to understand how such things are present and how difficult it is to make them. I myself for once do not know all these things so I will live in this incompetent world and make myself competent of everything and anything. Even if it is impossible, I will make it happen. The goal to eternal life, I might just have been made free from the shackles that held me and I cannot die now because I feel like I will never age now. Maybe Ellaya made it so. I do not know what she can do but I will catch up-to her one day and protect her from my own species. If anything she is innocent and will always remain so, I know its cause I can feel it just like everyone can feel sadness and trust. I just know that she will remain innocent forever. Even if she changes, I will bring her back to her smiling face and will never let her weep for a single moment.

  Before the war starts, I would need to tell my own story as courtesy demands. As a gentleman, beforehand there are two parts of my own memory. One that the people around me know and saw me doing. The external I, the one proclaimed by those back-stabbing benches as the real me. The other one, the core that was once ready to sacrifice anything for them just to make them happy. However, these two collided and the absolute reality came along. No one needs me and they can find methods to make themselves happy through various means and even if those means were very controversial. I think it all started when I was born. I can remember flames. Hot flames that rose to the skies and a man that was trying to save as many people as possible and was weeping. He was the culprit of the fire as accused by the authorities but he wept smilingly when he saved and pulled me from the fires and the ashes of the burnt people. He was like a savior to me but he was hanged nevertheless. He died for the crimes he himself committed but there was one thing that felt odd. He was smiling even in death; there was a smile on his face. I never knew his face but he looked at me and whispered something like I am happy like he was being put out of a misery that tormented him for centuries. This was the day that changed my life and led to the struggle of life that I was going through and would ever be going through. There is no end to this end but one thing I know I am the last of this dying breed and I would always remain the last of the last. If there are legends of dead people, I will live among humans and will change my skin like a snake and make this entire world bleed. I will become a legend that even the legends aspired to become. I will be a legend of the legends.

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  The odd thing was that people around me felt differently. They were smiling but yet their smile did not reach the level of satisfaction that the convicted man gave me. I searched and searched for that smile. I just wanted to have that smile. I searched that man's past. He was a hit-man. He earned his living by taking the lives of his own species. His entire life was full of convictions but they were mostly of drug dealers, weapon smugglers and it all made a single conclusion. He was a convicted man who took part in major cartel and mafia fights, and was responsible for the death of many mafia leaders. He fought evil with evil. It was a ridiculous idea but I found his son by chance who was also framed like him and he advised me that he was not the mastermind of the crime, rather he was framed and it was true that his father was a mafia hit-man but it was because he saw no other option than that. He was against his father but he still was willing to give up his life for the happiness of others. Just for the happiness of others, he was executed. He was framed as the mastermind but he was happy. That was the day I made a promise. I will never let those stories repeat. Repeat as I may, the things around darker and darker. There was no solution except more darkness. I had to find a way that was different but that could keep me safe because saving others was an ideal that I took upon myself and I would never let anyone suffer for it. It was my dream and my dream alone, and no one else. I would never have anyone have what is mine.