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DEEPEST THOUGHTS.
-001:
I gave myself my name. Which is bullshit. There was no hand reaching out to me. No mother or father softly cooing to me. Cold and empty. I already knew I was alone. I retained something I really had no idea that I did. Just endless. The fuzziness. God, I hated it. I was by myself. I knew it and I still know it. I named myself. Carnage. I gave myself my own name. Me. No one else.
-002:
I didn't know what I was. I didn't know what a symbiote was. What a...Klyntar? Is that what we--. Whatever. I didn't know what I was. What I could do. I had no mentor to teach me. No parent to guide me. I learned on the go. Cause if I didn't? I would die. And I wasn't about to die. Not to any fucker. Everything I can do, I taught myself. Maybe that's not how it should have been, but that's how it was. No use dwelling on it.
-003:
Look at me, father. Look at what I can do. Tearing your friends open. Feeling their blood on my talons. Look at me, father. Dropping them before you. Their corpses forever engraved. Look at me, father. Destroying everything you worked hard for. While your own son had to scavenge and learn everything on his own. Do you hear me, father? On. his. own. Everything I know. Everything I can do. I taught myself. And I will be the one to destroy whatever you built. Isn't that what we are supposed to do? Dear old dad? You did it. You did it to your own son. You never met me. And you still destroyed everything to me. Before I could fully grasp it. I needed someone. Anyone.....I needed you...
