Perhaps it is not the most honorable approach, but it is indisputably the most successful line of attack, and that is all that is of importance to them. Hence, why should I beget a termination to this? I feel nothing; these people are nothing, and thus, perhaps, my purpose is nothing? No that is incongruous; the temptation of the desire to make a fortune through ivory and acquiring recognition is enough to justify my malevolent actions. The absence of my beloved intended has initiated a portrayal of palpable vicissitudes in me.
Day 91.
They are the ones obtaining resonant wealth through the ivory I've pitilessly amassed and at the expense of my life, conscience, and sanity. In the meantime, they are happily nibbling at a biscuit in their snug chair at the headquarters, yet, through the dim perception of society, I am the evil one. Nevertheless, it is too late to turn back now. I did not delve this far into this business for merely nothing. I have worked relentlessly to acquire power and the natives worship me; I don't want to leave this enclave that has brought me wealth and fame, even for the sake of saving my own wasted life. There is no more moral restraint, as they are merely brutes and I have the right to deal with them freely as they all belong to me.
Day 134.
Every being has a dark side, an evil eminence, concealed right beneath their skin. No man goes without such dread deity; its inscrutable force incrusted onto each one's hearts. Such sinister is riveted to one's being but it is concealed, restrained, tamed within every individual in the face of society. I have acquired a taste of this strong force. The eyes of society and civilization are the tamer, but here in the wilderness, amid an absence of a disparaging, censorious tamer, the most pristine form of evil is unleashed. This deity that one had barely distinguished inflicts upon us the most horrific suffering.
Day 142.
I am surrounded by the tempting whispers of the wilderness; there is no escape.