"You never changed, really." Haru smiled to himself.
He, again, took a good look at the screen as he watched evey single details of the chaos he made. The newborns who victimized every human, turning them into vampire, their deaths, the fights, the guardians...everyone.
He can almost feel the victory. He broke the contact and stared at the Dean—Rod—who's standing at his front, observing him. "You can't see the positive outcome of what I'm doing, do you?"
Rod answered him with silence, Haru knew the answer.
"You know what's disgusting?" he asked, "It's how all of you can't let go of the past. You keep on repeating the same tactic, the same tradition, the same decisions...and you keep getting the same answer."
Still, Rod didn't even move.
"You, all of you, those who thought themselves
