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They decay as he touches them

-i sigh and draw you close holding you as the vines dissappear- it could be worse. You could have to kill whole countries just so then you can live for a day.

"You knew huh" he holds his head"ever heard of the khrats"

I didn't know,and no...

well i mean i have heard of them but i dunno who they are

"Exactly" he holds himself in pain it hungers ready"godanm, it never stops"

-i look at you then make a short video appear in my hands,a burning forest,the afterwards trees ad life coming back-

"One of these days, it will kill me, I've had to wipe out countries, civilizations, innocent people, children"

-i sigh and wander into the forest,when i walk things wilt,even one or 2 tree saplings die-

"But that's the thing, I need to destroy to live, I have to KILL people and animals just so I can live" he stares aloft"maybe I should give in"

"I walk EVERYTHING DIES"

-with that i grab you with a dead vine and pull you close,and when i touch a tree it dies- remember those who destroy can create

-i sigh and revive the tree-

You would think i would be glorious and stuff since i bring life,but no. They called me witch and i was burned on the stake. Twice-i show burn wounds on my face and legs-

"Create what, more bodies, he waves his hands and one hits luna"NOO" he picks up luna and starts crying, after a little while she comes back

Hey!-she flies away-

One who creates destroys also

-i bring up a whole entire tree,then destroy it with a single touch-

You create more room for better things,more room for people to live and prosper,more room for life.

"Heh, you got it easy" he takes off all of his clothes"see" he has 46 scars, bullet wounds, burnt marks, oil spots, whip marks, sword cuts, he has at least 1 ov every known scar out there