• Envy's Introduction

    The Need For The World

    My mother used to tell me when I grew up, I could have the world. Well, it’s been sixteen years, and I barely have anything. I grew up a poor beggar, my parents barely even able to pay for the roof over my head, and on top of that they had to pay for my education. But why can’t I have more?
    I grew up with nothing, without very many toys or games, so it’s only right that I get everything I want. But sadly, I have come to the truth that this terrible, disgusting place we know as the world can’t provide us with everything. But I don’t understand why! And I can’t even come to comprehend why I can’t have everything!
    But over the years, I’ve come to my conclusion; to how I can have everything without a price. Why, I can just simply take it. I deserve it, everything should belong to me, so really, I have no need to pay. In fact, this whole world should belong to me. Although sadly, I have come into a numerous amount of run-ins with the “po-po.”
    The fez always get in my way, because they don’t feel I deserve any of this! That I need these stupid green pieces of paper with these lousy people’s faces on them! In fact, I should be the one who has their face on money, I deserve to.
    It might sound wrong, but I am bisexual, as in I like both boys and girls equally at an intense love level. Right now, I have found an interest in an unusual Goth boy who seems to have anger problems. I just need him to be with me…
    This world is a mess. I can’t understand why I can’t just have everything. So I’ll find a way to get it, even if in the end, I have to resort to murder. Or my name isn’t Isaac Alva, the greatest man in existence.