When I first met Mr. Gates and he asked me my name… I feared the man I was about to create. I feared that someone born of such dark things would consume me were I not careful. And I was determined to only wear him for a while and then dispose of him when his purpose was complete.

The moment I sign that pardon, the moment I ask for one, I proclaim to the world that they were right. This ends when I grant them my forgiveness, not the other way around.

Murder (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

We stopped being a thing of any relevance about an hour ago.

Black Sails XV.