Retribution (WIP)

If there is such a thing as a god, it will have to beg for my forgiveness, due to the existence it created in which I harbor life into, that has the actions taken all around me and too me, in order for my to choose my hand of retribution. I will smite thee, for the sins committed against me. Steel yourself, for the holy, unholy retribution I shall put upon thee. Prepare your Mind and body, for the void of confusion that comes into this life, that I will surely attempt to cast you into with the rage triggered by actions such as yours. Pathetic? No doubt. My emotional outcast is folly. I know not whose life will quench by the end of this, but I do understand somewhat of the stakes I put upon myself. This is retribution.