Behind every villain, is a broken hero:
"....You want to know why I hate them so much? You want to know why I desire for their demise?"
The man paused for a moment, his breath shaky but eyes so clear and brimming with a fiery loathing.
"I hate them because, at one time, I didn't at all...."
He took a steady step towards me.
"I loved and cared for them so deeply, that I would've withered to dust, just to watch them flourish and succeed... I thought they felt the same way but I... I was mistaken."
He spat this statement and his voice became more clouded with emotion. A newer bitterness emerged forth as he turned away, overcome.
"...I gave them my heart and soul.... And they consumed all of it.. then left my body to rot."