"Caring is a luxury I can no longer afford"

Raven: "Jeff Hardy, I wanna like you. Really, I do. You're reckless and you're strange and like my heros Keith Richards, Joe Frazier, Jake Roberts, you're willing to take three just to give one. But... but... but... as perhaps the greatest military strategist of all time, Napoleon, once said: Glory is fleeting, but obscurity is forever. Now, unfortunately for you, the glory in my future means extinction in yours.

I know, it's sad. Bad choice perhaps. But bad choices don't seem so bad, when we're making them. I tell you, look back and wonder why! Well, I stopped wondering, when I was twelve and I started hurting people. Understand this, I wanna care! Good God, I wanna care. But I've done and seen so much. I've hurt and beat and battered not just opponents, but family, friends, even loved ones. Caring is a luxury I can no longer afford.

Understand this, there is no salvation for me! Where I'm going the only way to advance is to cause more pain, inflict more damage and cause more suffering. I know who and what I am. I live a life without illusions, and unfortunately illusions are the one thing that comfort us all. I'm the living, breathing embodiment of the Khmer Rouge. I'm the most ruthless, unforgiving person on the planet. I am a human cancer. I am a killer and a warrior and a slaughter of so many souls, that even God, Allah and Buddah working overtime are having a hard time keeping score.

Jeff, I'm sorry, but some must die, so that others may live. I have a legacy to fulfill and you're standing in the path of my immortality. If I could, I wanna comfort you with the words, that my evil, abusive father said to me. He said, 'this is gonna hurt me a lot worse than it's gonna hurt you.' But that would be a lie and we both know it. So Jeff Hardy, May 15th, prepare to be terminated with extreme prejudice. So it is written, so it shall come to pass. Quote the Raven nevermore."