I don't fantasize about hurting them, I intend to hurt them.

I know my chances of fulfilling my self-assigned Life's Purpose is slim-none, but it's my only real goal in life, to create perfect justice.
It banks on insanely unlikely things, the laws of physics allowing for surreal dimensional travel... but even barring that, with a civil war around the corner, a silver lining to that dreadful gray cloud is at least some justice becomes so much more viable.
But I'll take what I can get, and still hold hope fore the grand plan. Even if I die first, my purpose can still be fulfilled.