Human Monsters

I learned about monsters long before I was imbued. You have experienced your own horrors, so there is little need for me to recount mine about Bosnian prison camps. Now that I am imbued, I wish I could stand before my tormentors again. I wonder how many among them were not men at all, but the kinds of monsters I have found preying upon us all.

I do not revel in pain, nor do I carry lightly the scars upon my soul. But as I have been burdened already, I feel it incumbent upon me to accept the pain that others might know, to lighten their burden. I cannot mend your broken lives. I cannot bring back your lost loved ones. Yet perhaps in me you will find someone shattered beyond all hope of repair or redemption. Perhaps seeing someone weaker will give you strength. While I grow strong, you will become invincible.