The Birth of Hate
Sirena-Lune
I saw the birth of Hate.
It was slow,
Gradual.
He was once young,
Innocent.
Not anymore.
Too many things happened.
All at once.
He felt weak.
He wanted,
Power.
He gained power,
He got,
stronger.
Now,
He wanted,
revenge.
But he was dying,
Dying slowly.
He didn't care...