As I watch on throughout his journey, I take note of Macbeth straying further and further from sanity. Each day new evil thoughts plague his mind, taking advantage of his vulnerable state. Watching on as my dearest friends have fallen because of him. It seems he has become emotionless, even the death of his beloved wife doesn’t phase him. When she was pronounced dead, he stated his thoughts by saying, “She would have died hereafter.” I was not shocked to of heard this, as she was losing her mind as well. She did push herself to convince Macbeth to kill someone, a thought which could never dissipate. The saddest part was what came after. “Creeps in this petty place day to day to the last syllable of recorded time, and all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life’s but a walking shadow.” This overall view of life which does not correspond with the human experience can only be thought of by a deranged man. A man who has lost all sense of empathy and emotion. He has become hungry for power, a hunger which can never be satisfied, and now feels he cannot be killed by anyone born of woman. But he does not know enough about those who were once his friends. Macduff, whose mother died during childbirth, was not born from woman, but cut from the womb. If the rebel assault on the castle is successful, then Macduff is the only chance at eliminating Macbeth. I must go now, as my time here is over, time to begin a new life.

King Duncan I

Oh Macbeth, the pains in my heart are just as deep as the pains of my wounds. The cuts and gashes compare to nothing than the hole you left in my soul. After all I’ve done for you over my lifetime, you have betrayed me, betrayed those who were faithful to both you and I, and most of all, betrayed the Kingdom. This insidious deed has cause irreparable harm and disrupt to both our world and others. Before my death, I had said to Lady Macbeth, “Give me your hand. Conduct me to mine host. We love him highly and shall continue our graces towards him.” To even think I was able to offer you and my love, a role second to mine, now makes me retreat with disgust. What could’ve placed such evil and destructive ambition in your head? Could it be that Lady Macbeth is responsible for my death? Someone who treats you as their own, welcomes you into their home, only to end you despairingly. All I can do now is watch as chaos unfolds and Macbeth’s wrath take over what was once a kingdom of order loyalty to I, the rightful king, and robbed my son Malcolm of his royal blood. However, the deed is done. I am in a better place now where I am but a mere spectator watching a tragic, endless game of cat and mouse, where no one wins. Do not mourn my loss, but the loss of peace.

King Duncan I

Today, I have decided due to his valiant success in the recent battle against the cowardice Thane of Cawdor and villainous King of Norway, Macbeth will be promoted to my second in arms. “For brave Macbeth-well he deserves that name-Disdaining fortune, with his brandished steel, which smoked with bloody execution, like valour’s minion, carved out his passage till he faced the slave.” These wise words of a bold captain perfectly express how I feel, and show us an example of the true character who is Macbeth, The Thane of Glamis, and now Cawdor. Taking the place of the previous general, committing a treasonous act like no other, taking his men and fighting his own kingdom. He is a disgrace of a man, and will serve his sentence, the sentence of death! Loyal Macbeth shall take his place. This is a great joy to my Kingdom! An event which should be celebrated in all households throughout Scotland along with the announcement of my eldest son, Malcolm, being bestowed with my Kingdom. Tonight, Macbeth, and Lady Macbeth, will be hosting others and I  at his castle at Inverness, where we will partake in glorious celebrations, in tribute to our magnificent victory. We also celebrate the successful character who is none other than Banquo, a man of great benevolence, fighting alongside my soldiers, a worthy captain. However, I must leave now as me and my fellow kingsmen must arrive at Inverness for a great occasion. Until tomorrow, I bid you peace.

King Duncan I