It’s Christmas Day, and while mortals are busy exchanging trinkets and praying for peace, I’m busy preparing for the inevitable end. Peace is just a lull between wars, and honestly, I find the whole concept of "holiday cheer" to be incredibly tedious.
If you’re looking for a miracle, don't look toward the heavens—look toward the horizon. The storm is coming, and I'm the one leading it.
Am I the only one who thinks celebrating "peace" in a world this broken is just a massive delusion?