From the eyes of a Human, this world is a nightmare, it bears monster, beasts, disasters, and droughts. but I wouldn't know that, would I? Would I not know the troubles of Human life? Should I pity them because their food dies? They don't pity me, do they? I'm just a beast, lurking in the shadow, a stain this world forgot to clean. My species, to them, is a weed. Like a weed, we don't give up easily. We will fight backTodos los derechos reservados