He left. Fuck him.
I'll kill them both. Lost his bet. Damn it. The bastard part of it is... he was right. I left survivors. I stopped. I'm here.
I'm thinking clearer. Already. Daku fucked with my head. I let him; I didn't care. My head's not the part you gotta worry about. This could be good. Now Simmons has got to deal with that shit crawling around in his head.
So he left. Fuck him.
I feel things lining up. Destroyer's coming. Through the death of a girl, through my rage, through Rids. Simmons. Daku. I'll never die, I'll never stop. Your lives are already over.