Manipulation

Once, I asked a little girl,

Hand me your candy,

For a jar of honey.

She looked at me,

As though I was mad,

And held her candy,

Away from me,

Not realizing that,

Deep down,

I didn't need the candy,

I just wanted to give her honey.

The Lost Journals Of Eden

Cain's POV

Now, I'm getting to understand the phrase, Hell is come, from a new and redefined perspective. For I rained hell on earth, like fire and brimstone. In just three days, all the cards were in place, all the pieces were ready to be used or discarded. I had no sentiments about killing people, it was all for a greater purpose. A greater purpose that wasn't clear yet.