I have felt this pain on Smallville. On Supernatural. On Vampire Diaries. On The Originals. On The 100.
I have suffered through the roughs of Nikita. I've watched the semi-enjoyable Reaper burn away. I have
witnessed the death of Veronica Mars. When it was the WB, I watched Angel go from strength to weakness, to strength, to cancellation. I have watched Buffy the Vampire Slayer murder its best.
You have only tasted suffering. I have feasted on it, been forged by it into a weapon of hate and salt. And now I look back and see your weakness. I see your hope. I wish to cast it out of you. I want to make you harder. Like me.