"Everything is temporary. But ten minutes and ten thousand years are two very different versions of temporary, are they not?" MK said with a shrug and a smugness in his voice that just didn't belong.

"Perhaps you don't wish to let it go. You want to hold onto it as long as you can. After all, it has been your constant companion. Unlike others, it can't be taken from you. It won't leave you. It won't choose someone else over you. It won't belittle you. It's your hate. But are you in control of it or does it control you~?"