It was a dark and stormy night like no other. There was pain and suffering in the air. I watched as a snake no bigger than myself was born. My destiny was to kill this snake. I allowed him to grow. To fall in love. To live. Then when he was at the peak of his life, when everything was going his way. I took everything from him. I had raised him like a pig for slaughter. Once i felt the rush of killing and consuming another of my species... i couldnt stop. The rush of adrenaline i felt was addicting. The rush.... of slither.io.
