Hunted Predator [DISCONTINUED]

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I would like to apologise if my introduction gave you a false impression of me. It is usually always like that.

"Unbelievable", "lies", "trying to prove yourself innocent".

Humans sure are hard to convince.

I am certain you must take me for a villain already, even though all I have stated are entirely facts and figures.

And I do not blame you for that.

No one likes to be accused of matters, whether they are guilty or not.

But what amuses me is how humans instantly yell out what comes into their minds about us. But not how we are wrong.

But how it is not their fault at all.

In your eyes, I am already a monster. One who consumes with no mercy, always filled with vile and greedy intentions. And I understand.

I understand. I understand. I understand.

Even we sometimes cannot comprehend what we are.

To some, we are heroes, who show humans their place. To show that they can't take whatever their eyes are set upon. After all, all youth are taught not to be ungrateful for what they own and hold.

And to many, we are the most ruthless creature of them all. Who blindly blame others, who blindly blame all humans for being equally vile and bad.

And sometimes I believe the same.

Unlike you, I don't do this only for my pleasure.

What I hold is a duty. A duty passed on from my clan. From one to another and no records of any denying it. For we take pride in what we do to protect one another.

Or distraught to keep ourselves sane.

You must understand that we all are equally guilty of our crimes.

However, I hold a curse to compensate for my wrong duties.

Do you hold any? Or is it all the wealth that transforms you into the most innocent and humble man to set foot on in this world?

Or does it turn you into a monster worse than our own?

What I have always wondered is, do you feel the rage that consumes you? The rage that fills your mind and soul. Which plummets you down into the darkness with no light to shine?

Have you ever reconsidered what you all commit?

We see how dark one can be and all humans have it.

Whether it would be like a flickering candle or a raging fire.

I have seen it in all.

And that is what drives us.

For my brief introduction, I am what you would say...a wild beast fueling on obsession.

I like to consume forms, whether they can be seen through eyes or through knowing.

But not simple folk.

But the one who consists of something so pleasing that you would desire for yourself.

As much as I would hate to admit it...

Humans truly are a piece of work. And oh so pleasing even you would not be able to resist yourself.