Estefan stood alone on the high balcony of his palace, the weight of his growing responsibilities casting a long shadow over his youthful face.
The sky over Rammstein was hazy, painted with dust and smoke from far-off chimneys. Below, beyond the large walls of his palace, the city sprawled like a corrupted beast, a haven of crime, sin and a lot of suffering of the people who have no other way to live aside from suffering.
He looked out beyond the marble rails, past the gardens, past the blood-stained soil hidden beneath new grass. "Total annihilation." He muttered, slamming his clenched fist against the railing. The impact cracked the stone slightly, though he didn't care since he had to kill many as caring will only lead to self destruction.
He must never be emotional, as emotions can be a weakness especially to a person whose goal is revenge through the death of those who have wronged him.
