I am not an emotional man.
I knew I didn't feel the fullest of my emotions since I was a child.
It could be the emotional neglect I had to be grateful for before my mother abandoned me.
It could be the emptiness that settled the day I realised that no matter if I became an alpha or not— she will never come back for me.
It could just be an infection of the brain— a swelling or a necrosis of the prefrontal cortex that is responsible for my emotions— caused by the junkies who reused the same needle on hundreds of kids for the treatment.
The bottom line is that I don't feel at the intensity I should. I lack empathy and I will never truly experience happiness or sadness in the fullest.
I knew this since I was a child.
Since I've burned down the institution I was locked up in— staff and victims like me inside.
I could have saved more than one kid. I could have tried to free more than Claus, but the thought never really crossed my mind.
