1-3: One last try
The orange glow of the fires consumed Victor's soul. The warmth of the flames made him smile with glee. Was this heaven or hell? That was his decision now. Screw the world, it wasn't ready for his ideals. The could never understand the pleasure one got from even watching a piece of paper slowly disintegrate in ones hands. It was beauty, perfection, it was everything.
"HEY ASSHOLE, BET YOU THOUGHT YOU WOULDN'T HAVE TO SEE ME AGAIN DID YOU?!" Uh, and there goes that tranquil moment of chaos.
"Don't you think it's quite DANGEROUS RUINING SUCH A BEAUTIFUL MOMENT?!"
"OH WELL I'M SORRY BUT I JUST CAME BACK TO RETURN THE FAVOR OF PUSHING YOU OFF A CLIFF TOO!!!"
"Isn't it stupid to come back alone? You realize you can't win like this."
"Oh but I'm not alone." Hans and the man jumped out behind a nearby rock with a canon, locked and loaded.
"Prepare to die fucker."
"Ha, well, WE'LL SEE ABOUT THAT!"
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