The world isn't made for kind people.
You try to do something decent, something good and what do you get? Mockery, hate and maybe even a few curses from the very ones you tried to help.
I mean, what the actual hell.
If someone goes out of their way to help, the least you can do is say thank you or, if the helper is as glorious as me, maybe kneel a little, rub your nose on the ground and maybe whisper some praise.
Hell, I wouldn't have even minded some treasures but all I got were death threats and some intense stares.
That's why I don't like doing good deeds. I mean, doing good in this world doesn't make you noble, it just makes you a target.
So I always try my best not to help people who serve no purpose… but what can I do?
My annoyingly benevolent heart always manages to sneak past my better judgment and throw itself at useless people anyway.
Like this particular bastard, Cedric something.
This fucker had been glaring at me ever since we first met.
