I got off another round, causing another of their company to fall. It was a lot easier with them making such a large target, all massed in a circle. I...couldn’t miss if I tried.“You there, what are you doing? Attacking a Sparrow is a sacrilege and an attack on the Faith of the Seven! On the High Sparrow himself!” their leader demanded of me, causing me to silence him forever with more buckshot.“Fuck your Faith! Fuck your Sparrow! Fuck your Seven!” I echoed the Hound’s words from during the. I was going to be her crusader, herknight in shining armour.Only now at her mosque I realised I was lost. I had thought of women asinferior, I had thought of Islam as inferior. Allowing Mum to put thischador on me and to put makeup on my face had been an act of submission.In submission to my mother and her new found religion I now felt part ofsomething at last, I had felt wanted, I had felt part of a community butbanging round in your head as my story is being told to you is the factthat I. " He paused"Your personality is ruthless, a special and rare mix has possessed you, one of darkness and hatred, as well as one of bliss and loving-ness" Damon added"The darkness inside of you, enhanced your anger, and took away any feelings you had for your parents, therefore, letting you kill them ruthlessly" Damon said."Come with me, I have some things to show you" Damon addedWe walked for a while, Damon stopped and lifted his hands, a massive boom, sent me falling onto my back. When I got. It’s how I’m meant to be. A demented creature, stalking the night in search of flesh. I lust for innocent females. And maybe I always have, even when I was a pathetic human. The image of their soft tender bodies writhing and struggling, it never leaves my mind.The difference now is that I can take those females. I have power. I grow stronger each time I feed. Even now, a few hours after feasting on the girl down in the lobby, I feel different. Better. A tingling surge through my veins.I sit.