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Jul 2016
Even evil is divine.
Destruction, death, ruin, it's all part of the natural order the same as life and love.
So why do people see those things as evil instead of just...normal?
Normal doesn't make any sense anyways. Normal for a deer is eating plants, normal for a wolf is killing and eating a deer.
Killing's not bad. Nothing's, "bad", some things just don't do certain things, and only people have actually got the idiotic idea that anything THEY don't do must be, "bad".
We all have our place in the natural order. Predators, Prey, so on and so forth.
Just because I'm surrounded by Prey doesn't mean it's, "evil" for me to Hunt...reality isn't a democracy, and if I can **** the Prey that call my kind so evil...why shouldn't I?
Someday, this useless, dead hulk of a country I live in is going to finally die, and a lot of people are gonna die without ME ever having to bother them at all. Soon as folk can't just microwave their food, there'll be a lot of people that can't feed themselves anymore.
But the ones that get past the initial crash...they'll be interesting. And they'll make for the most fun Prey out there.
I can't wait to chase them...
They'll tell me what I'm doing is evil.
"Hush little one, there's no evil here. Only Hunger."
Written by
Tom Cooney
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