You stole from me.
You stole my niece.
The artifact you seek has been sitting on my mantle for the last 15 years.
It is a family heirloom...one that's been in the possession of a McNeil since World War I.
What you "found" was nothing more than a made up fake...put there by some fool trying to make a buck off his countrymen.
So don't blame me when your men f*cked up and brought you something that wasn't real.
I find it funny that once upon a time I stood by your side, learning the black arts in those towers, becoming the "right hand", so to speak.
I find it even funnier that I've used some of those same lessons, mixed in with honorable intentions, to build my own growing empire.
Yet still, at one time, I found myself wanting to again stand by your side....but then that would have meant turning my back on everything that I had built up on my own....and since you are so engulfed inside your own delusion of grandeur that you would never accept me as your peer, I chose a different path. I worked my way, you worked yours...until you interfered in what I had going on. You tried to steal what was mine, so I showed you that I could get to you, better and quieter than you could could get to me. Your mouth says that I'm a mere annoyance, but your actions say that I hit a serious nerve.
I don't need your favor....not anymore. I'll do as I should have done long ago...I'll stand on my own two....and let destiny fall where it may. I am a man of honor....definitely more honorable that you.
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