Your attempts to befriend me are very much appreciated but also terribly unwise. You think I am being humble because you believe you know me but I can assure you with a certainty that you do not.

Not truly.

Inside me lives a demon. It has no name of its own so it shares mine. Someday, I hope to live in harmony with this hellborn creature, but today, it rules me, governing my actions, quenching my deep-seated thirst for violence and misery.

Run while you are still able.