Third Post

     As I grew older, my obsession to kill the beast gnawed at me. I had gone after the monster many times, and with me, increasing forces. As a boy, as a teenager, as a young man, as a grown man, I had tried and I had failed to destroy the thing that had dictated most of the decisions of my life. But today, I shall have my final and well deserved revenge!
     Times were different in my younger days. Growing old now, I see how things can alter very quickly. The values of man have changed, with work ethic being replaced by convenience. The forests and jungles I once grew up and thrived in have turned to concrete. Sometimes I find myself nostalgically thinking of the past, when things were green and cleaner seeming. I, however, pride myself on being able to adapt to change.
     Since the forests have been overrun, Hogger has opened a modest butchery. I have opened a multi-million dollar gadgets company, that creates new designs for simple, almost pointless things for people to indulge themselves in, such as new colorful coat hangers and assorted drink coasters. I have little to do with running the company, I just founded the corporation and put the people in to have it run like a well oiled machine, with me sitting back, plotting my revenge, and soaking up the profits.
     I have found the way to get back at Hogger for the lifetime of Hell he has put me through. Self doubt, irresolution, depression, all of these and more have been caused by that ugly, savage thing. I cannot beat Hogger physically, I have deduced. Besides, with oncoming old age for the both of us, another brawl would only serve to embarrass us both. I shall sue Hogger in legal court!