You call me deviant. Amoral. Immoral. Oversexed. Animal. You call me all these and worse. But I could care less what you think - whatever helps you sleep better at night.
You see, I created my lovers because not a single one of you heartless, soulless automatons would give me any form of love, let alone even the time of day.
So I created my beloved little Narumi, and for a time we were happy with things. But then, Narumi grew despondent. Imagine my surprise when she said she wished she had a sister. And so, I made Mariko. And then Fuu. Sakura. And Umi.
So now, here I am. I have over thirty sons and daughter, and so much love that I don't think I could ever be sad again. And what do you do? You come to my house. You call me monster. You try to kill my loved ones. But you have it all wrong. I'm not the monster here.
You are.
So, please forgive me if I feel I'm doing the universe a favor by ridding it of you. I can already tell that there'll be no one on Earth to mourn you. Just some ID tags with a series of numbers and a database entry.
You see, I created my lovers because not a single one of you heartless, soulless automatons would give me any form of love, let alone even the time of day.
So I created my beloved little Narumi, and for a time we were happy with things. But then, Narumi grew despondent. Imagine my surprise when she said she wished she had a sister. And so, I made Mariko. And then Fuu. Sakura. And Umi.
So now, here I am. I have over thirty sons and daughter, and so much love that I don't think I could ever be sad again. And what do you do? You come to my house. You call me monster. You try to kill my loved ones. But you have it all wrong. I'm not the monster here.
You are.
So, please forgive me if I feel I'm doing the universe a favor by ridding it of you. I can already tell that there'll be no one on Earth to mourn you. Just some ID tags with a series of numbers and a database entry.