The Will Of A Life: Astras

I need you to do a favor for me. Imagine the strongest person in the world, maybe it's a fighter or a friend, that doesn't matter. But if everyone thought that you were the strongest in the world do you think you would still be you in the eyes of that world? No. rather that world adores or hates you, in their eyes, you are a monster. A threat and danger. Even when they cheer as you walk down the street. Even still when you're only six and no more, even still when you're ninety six. It is too much to say even a harmless Nora is free of that title. Yet if i may I think that is why Comera wants to protect her and care for her. Because she was six when she came here, maybe she wasn't smart or strong, but she always understood cruelty whether it was from her world or her family she knew and she wished she didn't know. So I ask you this question as I stare into this world where the strongest alive do not see me and where my vision is only covered when wind sweeps my white hair past my white diamond-like eyes that see everything and nothing. Am I human? Or a monster?