The Hidden Darkness

First, there was darkness

Any normal story, like the ones my parents used to tell me, begin with and end with a happy ending. My story however starts with a rather dark and traumatic entrance of a small child. When I was born my "parents" were over the moon, until they saw my eyes. As I raised my eyelids for the first I saw something, it was overwhelming and I knew what it was, it was nothing. The first thing I remember seeing was a vision, at this point my eyes changed colour to a rather pale, white colour. The vision let me see into the future and the future consisted of rather a lot of a black gloopy substance. Just then my arms split multiple times producing tentacles which then proceeded to tear everyone in the room apart. Leaving only a black mush spread disproportionately around the room. This is when my real parents entered the room.
As a child growing up with no-one except your parents it's hard to comprehend the fact that your mental state was rather unbalanced. For example, on my 4591st birthday my parents let me go down and play with the neighbours. I chose a quiet little place, it had lushes green leaves on the trees and the kind of atmosphere you could learn to materialise and turn into a solid. This was of course Earth. My first instinct was of course to camouflage myself to blend in with the locals. Apparently I didn't need to. They were already worshiping someone so naturally I take the role of whomever this was. As I strip my disguise showing them my tar black skin and my porcelain eyes, they gaze in amazement and scream something unintelligible and start praising me and before I know it they are all killed. Apparently there was a meteor strike scheduled for that time, just as well I didn't make any friends as I would've felt emotions and that isn't allowed in our house, lousy parents.
In my early adulthood there may have been an incident involving several planets, maybe an entire universe, which by the way was my parents fault, it wasn't mine ok? I had nothing to do with it! I HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH IT! What happened was that I may have been snooping around in the place where I wasn't supposed to be and I may have tried to create a new element with particle collision. The point where it went wrong was when my parents came in they destroyed the small machine I was using. They knew they shouldn't have done that. The particles I was experimenting with escaped into the centre of this universes sun and created a black hole. Our house was the Milky Way equivalent of Jupiter. We have these special suction cups on our feet that allow us to stay on any surface, my parents had been in the one place that doesn't allow us to use our powers, the special area I wasn't allowed in. I managed to escape, but I looked back and saw my parents struggling to hold on and do you know what I did? I closed the air lock doors and waved goodbye. As our house started to morph into its flight mode I see the spark of flames that happens when one of my kind dies, and I felt nothing, no pain, no anger, not even the slightest bit of remorse. The last time I had one of my visions I saw this moment of the death of my parents. At that point a smile climbs aboard my face and it holds on tight as my eyes began to burst into tears.