When I was young and still a mere mortal, their was a large willow tree that stood in the middle of my village's town square, it shaded me on warm summer days and I would often relax beneath it as I watched children run and play games. I would watch as children chased each other laughing joyously threw the town square.
"You're it!" They would declare when one person caught the other, and the roles would switch the one caught would begin to chase the one who had caught them, I knew the game well, not that I had played it, I had witnessed it multiple times yet no one ever wanted to play it with me, they were to afraid of me, as they should be. Children offered to play with me before but they would end up bruised and beaten whenever they approached me.
Day after day, I would watch the children smile, in a way some would call heart warming as happy laughter filled the ear drums of fellow villagers. Many called this a happy, joyful thing to see, when I gazed upon it, all I saw were pathetic youths enjoying this dreadful thing called life.
I hated it.
Yet it is all I remember of temporarily being a mortal, nothing else because remembering being a mortal just angered me inside because I deserved some much more.
The laughing made me grit my teeth, I wanted to take the smiles right off their ugly faces, now that I think about I want to feed their faces to my hounds, Ajax, Achilles, Cyril and Zoey to feast upon, it made me smile at the thought, this feeling I was having is called being evil and that was a compliment.
Many poems were written about me, they said that this monster that I had became was nothing more then a curse put on me, they were wrong, I was born evil and out of that anger and bitterness made my legs magically into tentacles with dog heads, it wasn't a curse, it was a blessing. I remember when I first got them I had awoken in the waters that boaters are now scared to sail in, Zoey was licking my face in excitement as my other hounds eyed me. That's when I knew.
It scared me at first but after a while I realized how amazing this opportunity was, I could do all the things I had dreamed, all I wanted in my head, my original body was small and immature, I could not kill like as I wished but, now, now I could kill as many as I wanted, and whoever tried to stop me, would be killed to. I decided whoever stepped upon the waters in which I lived, I would kill all of them.
No one knew of my existence for whoever did was killed soon after, me being the last face they'll see until once when I had killed many ship men because they had been swimming in my seas, one had gotten away and told the entire town about me, I loved the attention. I loved being feared by others it just showed my dominance over those puny humans, I was a god and I expected to be treated like one.
I was evil.
"In vain she offers from herself to run and drags about her what she strives to shun"