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So I actually forgot Ichigo was winging his way down under this week until last night…. Yeah so after a short panic attack I pulled my head out of my arse and…. Um…. I mean I killed Ichigo and now control the show all in an effort to increase my chances to world domination.
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Excerpt from: The Book of Batou, Becoming The Man.
I don’t know precisely when I realized that they would be my tool, my method of conquering this world. A weapon I never wanted to use because of the cruel efficiency in which it worked. I often thought myself a fool for ever considering them and later a bigger fool for cultivating them into the weapon they became. When did this madness happen? I think in some ways I always knew, but it was as I stood there looking over my horde of warriors ready to march into battle that I truly grasped the fact that it was due to their unrelenting tenacity and loyalty that our path to conquering this world was more than just idle fantasy. Don’t mistake my words, it was not just THEIR efforts, my commander, lieutenants, advisers, comrades and friends that made it possible to make the journey. Of course they thought me more than a little mad when I decided to ally my self with THEM, but they soon saw the outcome with the same unclouded eyes as myself and rejoiced in song, for they knew that we now had our rock that could topple the giants being amassed before us.
As I was saying, I think I always knew they would join me in my efforts, I saw them numerous times growing up and always I gazed with wonder upon them. People used to mock them, laugh at their antics, but what others saw as cute and playful I recognized as training and preparation as well as a natural gift. I saw the truth. As I grew and my trials and tribulations became greater, shaping and molding me, my resolve firmed and I strode valiantly down the path destiny has laid before my feet. This path given as tribute to the vision I was to bring forth.
This Path, this gift, helped further refine the molding I had endured and made me into this damned blood soaked conqueror, many just called me the devil. And I stood before this horde of demons that waited to be unleashed so that they could strike with these lands and thier people with the fury of a divine war. Much like Sherman, all would fall and burn before their ranks. I actually feared what should befall us all if they should turn on me, or if I lost control, I was here to save this world not destroy it. But if condemning them to the horde and my own depravities was what was required to save them from themselves then SO BE IT! And as with the wrath of the gods of old they appeared and marched forth, they were my hands, my will, my legion. First I would unleash upon them my armies, my generals riding forth like the four horseman and their men as of a plague upon the lands.
Many truly did think me mad in the beginning for befriending them, but now… now all know the truth. And even though my task complete and I have fled, exiling myself so that the people of the conquered world could sift through their ashes and spring forth like the phoenix, I keep watch ensuring that they don’t falter. Should they ever do down the path of darkness again we will rise once more. But for now we wait and watch for we are, we were and we always will be, WE ARE LEGION, WE ARE PENGUIN.
Excerpt from: The Book of Batou, Becoming The Man.
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