To just let my full ability, that rampant bloodlust loose...

To let go, let that natural killer assume control.

When I think about it, we're the same, only different in intensity.

Tactics, goals, dreams, nightmares. We eat the same, breath the same air, but the focus seperates us.

They gave you a name for that border as well, a marker for all to know the potential lethalness.

Maverick.

Uncontrolled, unyielding. Death is the only true way to stop one.

I should know that, being a Hunter.

But then aren't I supposed to be dead? Wasn't another Hunter supposed to end me?

Doesn't anyone else wield that power?

So many have tried, and none have succeeded. A failure that can never be repeated.

Max. Sigma. Vile...

Iris.

It makes me more dangerous than my foes, but better than them that I can control it.

But such power, such ingrained carnage that I hold...

Should I actually slip, who will be there to catch me?

Will he be powerful enough to do it? Will he try to stop me on that day?

That day I lose my control?

- Zero Chibi