My earliest memory is of darkness. I was crying, but no one came. I evetually settled back to a fitful sleep.

I suppose that may be why I like the shadows so much. In a way, I belong to them. Raph was perfect in every way, while I... I was a monster.

I'll probably never know how I came to be. I'll never find out why I'm different. I'll likely spend my whole life as the underdog, barely worthy of being called human. But I've come to terms with that.

I suppose I should introduce myself. My name...is Anathema.