Angustiata
Sometimes, he thought he would have been better off if he had just let go of life back then.
Previous to this, he had been beautiful, eternally young and immortal. He'd been worshipped by animals, plants, and even mankind itself. Now, he was reduced to just "another one," one who got barked at by dogs, sneezed during spring, and got pushed if caught in the midst of a multitude.
His father would look at him with pity and regret. His son disliked him no less. His grandson acted with great disdain towards him…
"Hell must be such a beautiful place."