I am indeed the WEAPON. I was conceived to slay what can not be slain. I have recognized my father and he has given me Dark Blade to carry out vengean...ce.Tomradi, you want war. War you shall have.”--””—The now nearly omnipotent being turned and crossed his arms. “Scores of entities tremble as they witnessed and felt my awakening, yet there is a certain Genolax who has no reservation calling the Dark One, stoopiz. Mr. Meeze I am all-knowing and yet I want to hear why you think I am stupid.”“You. I couldn't take it anymore, I knew I couldn't act on it I was too scared so I excused myself and left the house. I was so disappointed. Fast forward twenty years later, my mom had passed away and he married another woman. We still kept in touch he was 68 years old. I went back home for a visit and decided that we would meet up. We went out for a few beers to catch up. We were both catching a buzz when he asked me if I remembered the day when we watched porn together. I said yes, with a lump in. " Emily turned around and faced me."Sounds to me like you're not seeing the future so much as you're reciting my class schedule." Hey, it's my prophecy." So prophesize already." She let me go on for a few minutes about honor's theses and the William Lowell Putnam Mathematical Competition, and looked progressively less amused the more I talked. But Emily tolerated my rambling an inhumanly long while, until finally, she just shrugged and started to unbutton her blouse. I stopped and watched her. I sort of thought that was what Miz. Tracy was hopin’ for, though. Then there were the newest residents of the square. Two lovers, or so some—not necessarily me—would think. Mr. Mark and Miz. Kathy. As I heard it, both came down from Richmond way together to teach at SCAD—Miz. Kathy right away in the fine arts department and Mr. Mark by the summer in textiles. They had moved into the row house, made into apartments, right next door to the café to the west. They lived on the second floor, and.