[Byrne came back from the masquerade, which in itself was an annoying affair. But he found his room in shambles, covered in silly-string, eggs, WHATEVER.

The video shows the damage done to his room, though he hid his guitar case back under the bed after scraping off the majority of the mess on it. He also changed back into his normal clothes, complete with that menacing gauntlet, which he holds up... menacingly.]

Who the hell did this?

( This part is private, sent to his followers in Sinnoh )




...The symphony "The Planets" refered to the titular celestial bodies by traits associated with their mythical namesakes. The suites bear those as names. Bringer of Aging, Bringer of Contentment, Bringer of War...

According to legend, humans knew not of war before the god of war introduced it to them. We know this is false. And yet it speaks of much. Through this we know that humans have long believed themselves to be incapable of creating something so horrific. That they wish to view themselves as inherently innocent, despite consigning themselves to willingly worship the one who brought them such terrifying knowledge. They simultaneously saw themselves as above and far below that god.

And now it plagues us. All that we do, all that we are has been touched by violence. Peace is considered impossible. Oftentimes, the very thought of peace is ridiculed as a dream, a fantasy. And because of this complaciency, war is accepted. The slaughter of millions, billions through history. What discoveries have been lost? What countless stories have been silenced forever?

We want to believe that we are acceptable. That we are moral. Yet there can be no morality when such things are only clucked at with a muttered "somebody should do something" and no attempt to be that person. When we are taught that we must serve our countries and that such servitude is the utmost honor, that those who do are automatically "heroes" regardless of their behavior. No, I say! A hero cannot be one who takes lives because they are ordered to! That is nothing but a common villain!

And yet we have not yet realized that as a species. As a world. We still consider ourselves willful slaves of that imaginary god. The Bringer of War...that is only us.