Odori - Student, Traditional Artist | DeviantArt (original) (raw)

Literature

Who watches the watchman?

I've done something wrong, in my great position of power. I don't expect to be punished a lick for it, perhaps a quick warning or two about my poor conduct and maybe a short lecture on discipline. But no one could do anything to me anymore. There before me stood the most meek and brainless of all of God's creations: human beings. If I were human, I wouldn't mock them, now would I? No, my friends, I am a machine gun, nay, I'm a round of bullets. I am, precisely, the definition of whatever feeling there is between control and breakdown. A man becomes immortal when he gives up his humanity. But when it's gone, so are you. The instant you dest