Happily ever after. Root for the hero. Save the world. That's what we have all thought in this unrealistic swirl. Please save the people. Please just please. Let me understand what you went through to get this breeze. The narrator will always be the hero. The narrator will always save us. The hero goes up against tough battles and moments in life. Making a promise to end with a fight. But what we don’t understand is that we either die a hero or live long enough to see ourselves become a villain. In the end we choose to listen to the one with the tale. We are told that villains do bad things but we never ask why. Maybe that's why our lives are filled with lies. The villain will always be the villain if the hero tells the story. It’s kinda embarrassing really. We listen to the one happily ever after. But the happily ever after ends with one falling. Even sometimes the devil sits back and admires the work. But not the work of the villain. The work of us. The work of how even with someone bleeding on the floor we don’t give a second thought and we will walk right out that door. While we are young we learn early on about the good and the bad. The light and the dark. But the only difference is who is telling the story. Eventually one person we hate, their eyes go cold. So yes there is a villain but we are the ones who create them. Yes there are fairy tales but they are quite optimistic. In the end it’s not who beats who, it’s who tells their story first. Villains are just the ones with their stories untold.