DRIP! DRIP!
The mysterious figure in the shadows knelt on the ground. Beads of sweat as large as peas gathered on his jaw before dripping down one after another.
'If it weren't for you, I would have made my move long ago. This man... he has to die... HE HAS TO DIE!!!'
'I was going to delay it, to act only after I had complete control of this body. After all, your resistance is just too strong when it comes to him.'
'But I can't wait. His growth is too fast, far beyond my imagination and predictions—even faster than you were back then. If I don't seize this chance to eliminate him, he'll only become more and more trouble. There's no better opportunity than now, and there won't be another one...'
'Even if the price is enormous, even if it means slumbering for another ten years, or a hundred, I don't care! I will act! I will act! He must die! HE MUST DIE!!!'
