That which once was. Now is no more.

I have come to this realization. And it is one that terrifies me beyond
understanding.

I have gained everything that is to be gained in my mind. I have
achieved all that I wished to. I believe I am considered the hate shared
by any person walking.

I took everything I wanted, and it has left me with this. Nothing.

Everything I could steal, never amounted to what I wanted. And I am left
with an emptiness.

It is terrifing to realise that your entire life, what you worked is
what you now find a futile cause.

I find consolation in this terror now, for it has enlightened me.

I am no longer the person I once was. Not for others, but for myself.

Apoloc has crumbled, and Apoloc has arisen from this debris, leaving the
skin of a brutal mongrel in the rubble, and taking with him the only
thing that is of value. This new found knowledge and understanding.

And this is what they would call, an epiphany.

Penned by my hand on the 12th of Bellum, in the year 458 AD.