He acted as a friend to me at the age of four, but I was younger and didn't know the difference between good and evil. I allowed him to take control over a part of me at that age and have never been able to reclaim it. When he came as a wolf I asked what had happened to him and he told me that he had changed just like everyone does, but he was evil then. I can still feel his power over me and I am forced to choose between the sides of good and evil every waking moment of my life. At this point he is pure evil and I could only pray for any soul that should ever meet him now.
