(Aziel)
Now, for months I couldn't see her. They always kept us together before. Both of us were of the view that they wanted us to grow closer, form a bond and then they would rip us apart.
When you spend 13 years locked up together, you are bound to grow closer, no matter what you try. She had lost her son and I, my mother. We filled those black holes with each other.
Their crazy experimentation, the injections, the torture, and gene splicing finally turned me into a monster.
I lost myself, my magic was already gone, buried somewhere.
I was made to fight the Dread Army in my monster self. They would hurt me, chop off parts of my body, only for it to regenerate again.
They would laugh at my condition. My screams from the agonising, unbearable pain would go unheard. I was trapped inside that hideous monster, unable to escape, unable to shift back.
