"Sometimes it is better to light a single candle than to curse the darkness."
- Chinese proverb
"Sometimes it is better to light a flamethrower than to curse the darkness."
- Terry Pratchett
They have lied to us for centuries.
"Humans are weak." "Humans are helpless." "Humans are prey." Lies. All of them. Fed into our collective consciousness by years of myths, of pop-culture stories, of news broadcasts detailing the latest murder. Lies told to us by ourselves. Lies of the most insidious kind, for even those who realize what they are believe that they hold a grain of truth.
The truth is much simpler. They do not.
Humans are strong. Humans can fight. Humans can hunt. Humans can kill.
The only weapon that They possess is our ignorance. They fear us. They hide from us. They are weak. We are strong. So they lie, and their lies trap us as fatally as any hunter's snare, and we become their cattle, ignorant of their existence. And the trap is well-made indeed, for even those who escape it seldom realize the truth, for they have lain more lies, and those who escape the first believe that their cause is hopeless and impossible, that they stand as wavering flames before an inexorable tide of darkness.
There are few like us, who know the truth of things. We are not helpless. We are not like the teeming masses, ignorant of the threats arrayed on the doorstep. We are not like the few partaking in the Vigil, who resign themselves to short, violent existences battling an unbeatable foe. We are the true warriors for humanity, not merely hunters but Hunters, who follow the trail of darkness back to its source and send it screaming to oblivion.
Because we know that the fight is not hopeless. We do not stand the Vigil. We do not defend. We attack.