"Am I truly human, do I?
I am an uncaring human.
I am an unloving creature.
I am an unemotional mortal.
I don't have any feel, emotion, nor mercy on them or my race, my 'dark' humans.
We, as 'dark' humans, don't feel the need to follow their dreams nor goals nor wantness to such an extent. We also don't value the life of nature. I don't feel so ashamed to make a right or wrong thing, that point is, I could less care if it is so worser than a war. I am an absence of the wonderful color, because I am in a dark place to live in as if I enjoy my vile life. Is a wonderful life makes you to feel a deep pain, aren't you think so? My race feel the same thing as I do.
I am a mere human, and as a 'dark' human being, one doesn't think the same as a common human would. Unlikely common humans would --We really don't value their and our children, friendships, families, and future descendants. I lived shortly as mortal being...
Everything is worthless to us. What is the point if each species goes die out while all of us, humans, are still surviving? I'd rather to join those speices.
Am I a human? I don't know."
-- Dark Human