3 I Come For Vengeance

rage.

utter blind rage.

from the moment i become aware of my own presence, i can only feel rage.

i got my awareness in the middle of eating. i have a fresh human hand in my mouth with blood cover my upper body.

i have some blade wound on my shoulder, from the weapon human used to hack my head. bad for him that after his lucky strike, i catch his face and bite him only to rip him to pieces after.

that is when i feel anger rise from within my beating heart. it was slow at first, but along with rising anger that turn into blind rage in the span of weeks, my heart also beat faster and faster.

unfortunately, with blind rage also come blind movement. without knowing where to go, i somehow goes farther from where human come and goes deeper to unknown ruined city.

unable to kill human with storming rage in my heart, i release it all on broken building and stray mindless zombie.

what once used to release my anger then become an enjoyment. a refresing sensation of destroying anything on my path. be it zombie or building or animal, i don't care. what i want the most is make it broken, make it shapeless, turn it into something unrecognizeable.

until one day i realize my body is not how it used to be. i have black skin. as black as smoke that rise from burning building that i somehow manage to explode.

my hand is long and clawed. it sharp and strong.

my leg is somehow shorter than my hand. but it is strong. i can jump very high with this leg.

my body is boney but covered in black muscle. i have no skin at all. only smoke black muscle covering my gleaming dark bone.

seeing my body, it make me smile. even if there no lips on my face.

this body, i can feel it fit for destruction.

with a single swipe of my claw, a wall is turn to pieces. a single kick can break a stone column.

for the first time i can feel a genuine happiness.

i am happy.

for i will bring destruction to this world.

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