He shook his head. "You're nothing like me. You didn't..." He felt a rush of pain fly through him and he tried to bite it back. It didn't work out so well. His eyes dampened and he looked away. "I ended the world. There's...I killed everyone I loved. And I laughed about it. I didn't even...god, I'm so fucked up." He placed a hand over his face and leaned forward.
"I don't know how long I'm going to be in control," he breathed unsteadily, "he could...he could be here now. Just waiting to take over. You can't help someone who can't control themselves, can you?"