Literature
Ruthless
They say I'm ruthless. What a wonderful word that is - when someone says it, their eyebrows draw together in tandem with their lips to push out that little gust of air with distaste, and then their tongues curl in disgust as they utter the last syllable. It's quite amusing to watch, actually.
But I digress. Yes, people often say that I have no mercy or soul; while they really don't last long enough after that to bother me, I do find that I quite disagree with them. I am not without mercy, and I am most definitely not without soul. My soul and mercy themselves fuel me forward in my never-ending quest to finish what my father started - a perfe