Talk talk talk, its all you pitiful creatures do...
Are you surprised to see me again?
Well you should not be...I did say I would be coming back.
Did I not?
You see, I never really left, I just hid myself away in the shadows waiting for my time to shine again, to gleam in the sun of your self-obsession, to take part in the new story that is being written just for you.
No, I did not stutter, this is all for you, all of this madness, all of the Hell that has been done to me has been done in your name.
And now I sit, bruised and broken.
A shattered shell of a once arrogant boy.
And from the slivers shall grow a new creation.
I am now...able to say that change can occur, and will...nay...must occur.
I am evolution...
And I have listened to your talking...all your talking.
And now...I do believe it is my turn to speak.