"Hate....my hate is for those who hold contempt against people who are merely different. My Hate? It's for those who fear change, for those who have gained all by the suffrage of others. Sick creatures who dare call themselves sentient creatures....You.....YOU DARE CALL YOURSELF A SENTIENT BEING?!?!" *Growls*

"And then.....then there is hope...."

"Hope.... A frail, small but equally powerful concept, to some it's nothing more then a naive way to see the world, to others.....it's all they have and then to the few....it's all that motivates them to do things of great and powerful feats. Feats which those who hate fear for their own self interest. Those who's hope that drives them are true sentient beings."

"I may be naive.....I may be child-like in my beliefs in this world....but I will NEVER give up! I will never EVER let anyone give up on themselves!"

[The left eye represents his hate he has while his right eye represents the hope he as. A constant struggle that Chris has within himself praising those who don't give up while hating when people get in his friends way just to get their way at all cost. While Chris is indeed a friend of hope and loyalty to those he's with......It is best for selfish people to be weary of him.]