I was hungry for pain, aching all over and thirsty for blood. My mind became an empty shell, a catacomb of my former self and my Idenity is lost to the recalls of time untamed. The prey lie before me, the Predator; A lamb before the wolf who in the end, didn't know its death was writ with its blood by my hands. I was so moved by the thirst for blood and the hunger for pain that I went forth with the Will to Power.