As I watched,
the darkening sky of purple and red,
I noticed him,
sitting on a hill all alone.
I walked over and sat down beside him.
The wind blew through his long blonde hair.
He spoke quietly when he told me the many feelings that filled his heart
He felt betrayed, hated and lonely.
I knew his aggression burned deep inside
like a raging fire
In a dry forest
Destroying everything in its path with no mercy.
An urge he gets
when overwhelmed with anger and darkness.
Altering him
into the despised blood-thirsty demon that everyone fears
all because of the failed experiments of another.