When one faces pain on a daily basis, one either learns to live with it or let it consume him.

Weak prey didn’t live long. It was the law of the jungle.

How about a favor?” I asked impulsively –foolishly. Oh, but how I would regret these words. I was sure about that. But nothing else came to mind, and to regret it, I still had to live.

I do not like the terms. I don’t get any offspring, any beloved, I cannot ask something that is not in your power and I do not get to have your soul?” Her lips twisted in a sarcastic smile, and I could tell I had managed to insult her. “Although I suppose that’s some other entity’s priority and not mine. But that aside, what’s left for me?

How can a monster tell if he’s a monster if he’s never known anything else?

You would do good to keep in mind there is a good reason all these people are after me.