I wasn't innocent either; I too have done hateful things.
I have washed dozens of civilizations
With their own blood, and I have killed so many creatures that the death toll was in the trillions.
I have also had hateful things done to me. There were many times when I was prey; there was this one time when I was captured by an eldritch monster, who forcefully used me both as a living stock and breeding tool the worst thousand years of my life.
Fortunately, I was able to launch a counterattack, where I killed that eldritch being and wiped out my millions of deformed spawns.
As for my son, we had parted ways thousands of years ago. We had a disagreement; he couldn't stand the fact that I killed countless innocents that's what he called them, innocent .
They hadn't done anything to me, he said. "Why don't you just kill their leaders?" he said.
And obviously, I didn't agree with him.
