The devil wearing white, Is what they call him. A theif, a murderer, a criminal. All of these titles born from fear.
He kills, he massacres, He steals, he destroys. He fights for vengance, For what they inflicted upon his family.
His father and brothers hung, His mother's voice frozen in shock, His sister an emotional wreck. This is what he must fight for; why he murders, why he steals.
He fights for revenge, Revenge on the people who did this; Revenge on the leaders of Italy; Revenge on the Templars.
He does not harm the innocent, he protects them; He protects them from the people who destroyed his family, But they still call him these things, They are afraid of him.
They are afraid of his thirst for blood, Afraid he will not be satisfied with the deaths of the Templars, Afraid he will turn them into him, A machine lusting revenge.
But the people dont know, Dont know that he is kind, That he is calm, That he will only kill those whom with he is at war,
And even after his quest is finished, He will still be known as a killer, He will still be known as an assassin, He will still be known as "El Diablo Vestido de Blanco."
SidertickSword · Tue Dec 01, 2009 @ 09:08pm · 0 Comments |