The welling of emotion, the pang of regret, and a hunger for some bite that will never come. The betrayal was felt on such a core level, the curse fought at every angle but… Inevitable.

This was an inevitable outcome — Halfway through the thought you just can't stop laughing, thick spit flying out of an open mouth, over long canine teeth, the taste of sin. The sin of knowledge. The torture of awareness.

The injecting of a million tainted, diseased thoughts. A virus as heritage. Left with a shining soul, but a ruined mind.

How could they have done this to you?