Trigun Fan Fiction ❯ If I Have No Love ❯ One-Shot

I know what hate is.

Hate is the beat of my heart as I watched you burn.

Hate is the look in my most loyal servant's eyes.

Hate is knowing that you took my brother from me.

I tried to teach you, truly I did. I wanted to write poems, novels, encyclopediae, whole annals of abhorrence on every atom of your bodies.

What a fool I was. How could I hope to equal human eloquence on the subject?

I thought I knew. Now…

The priest dragged on his cigarette, exhaled smoke into Knives' face.

"Do you have any last words?"