I am but a child and never knew the light of day. I am being kept in the dark, away from everyone. I have never seen the sky or felt the sun, but I've seen it. Through the small window by my bed, I’ve seen a world that’s so bright and beautiful. The songs of birds fill my ears with music that seems familiar to me before. My eyes closed, I can almost imagine I am there with them. But I cannot leave the cabin where I have been hidden for so many years now, for I am afraid of what may happen to me outside, for this darkness embraces me so tightly.

The creak of the door opening woke me from my sleep. I froze, not daring to breathe, as someone entered the room. It’s a man I have grown to love and who has protected me since my birth. He carries a small lamp in his hand, lighting the dim room with its glow. I let out a sigh of relief as he approaches my bed and gently reaches out his hand to stroke my cheek. “I’ve brought something for you,” he says. He pulls a small bag from under his coat and places it on the bed beside me. “I hope you like it, Hershey” It’s a box, with a picture of a beautiful blue bird on it. “What is it?” I ask, unable to hide my excitement.  The man smiles at me, his kind eyes shining in the darkness. “It’s an audio player.” He places the small device on my hands and turns it on. The songs of birds fill the air. I listen in awe to the beautiful melodies as they float through the cabin. “You are a very special child,” the man says. “These sounds are personally recorded by yours truly.” He was often gone for long periods. Whenever he came back, he would bring gifts for me and would tell me stories about the beautiful world outside the cabin. These stories would often keep me entertained for hours on end.

Suddenly, a loud knock is heard at the door. The man looks at me in concern. I can see fear in his eyes. I knew immediately that something was wrong. The sound of footsteps becomes louder outside the door as the knock comes again, louder this time. “Hide!” the man whispers urgently to me. I hid under the bed as the door burst open and dozens of men with peculiar dark clothing stormed into the room. I have never seen anything like them before. They seem to be searching for something but I don’t know what it is. Out of nowhere, the men pointed some sort of object at him. “So you’ve found me,” he said calmly. The men said nothing in response, their blank eyes fixed on him menacingly. Then, suddenly, they lunged forward to attack him. He put up his hands to defend himself but they were too strong for him to fight them off. As I watched in horror, one of the men struck him violently over the head with a piece of wood and he fell to the ground. I cried out in fear and ran to him quickly. The Men in black were taken aback. Their eyes widen in shock as they quickly point their strange devices at me. “Why did you bring it here!” One of them shouted angrily. “You’re fucking insane!” Another exclaimed. “What are they talking about?” I frantically asked my old man. He began to laugh hysterically as he slowly opened his eyes and smiled at me. “It seems that you and I have arrived at a very important stage in our lives, my sweet creation.” He chuckled to himself. “Your transformation has begun…and now it’s time.” “I’ve already won.” He closed his eyes and his life faded away.

The man who raised me, had his life taken away. I was frozen in shock. His death breaks me emotionally. My emotions are getting stronger. I feel something is not right. I begin to cry uncontrollably. But it is not only sadness that I feel. Rage is also growing inside me. It is stronger than anything I have ever felt before. The anger consumes me completely. All I want is to destroy the men who took him away from me. It doesn’t matter who they are or what their motives are. I just want to kill them all! My mouth elongated and began to devour my old man, so that he may be with me. I do it without thinking. I do it without knowing I could. The pretense of my mortality strips away. I am a beast looking for blood to feed on. Along the sides of my arms, feathers began to grow out, becoming wings of blackness. As they began to stretch and grow, so did the darkness within my mind. “It’s his monster!” I hear one of them shout. “I am not a monster, I AM A GOD” The whole cabin erupts into chaos as the men try to flee but I find myself in the air lifting the men off the ground with my talons and slamming them into walls and muzzling them down through my beak. No one is left.

I hovered outside, feeling the warm air surrounding me, seeing the trees dance in the wind. Sunlight rays shone through the leaves of the trees and gently touched my face. The blue sky seemed to be smiling down at me. I can’t believe that this is what I wanted in life, to go outside. I laugh to myself, this is it? Pathetic. This is for someone like me?! No, I’m beyond that. This wasn’t the thing I was destined to do. What was I thinking?!

I quickly realized that I was not alone, hundreds of men appeared through the woods, looking as if they were waiting for something to happen. I could smell their fear as I approached them. It was intoxicating. I wanted more. More of this intoxicating fear spread among the men as I let out a vicious screech.

They put up a good fight, but in the end, they were no match for me. They are but tiny snacks. I can hardly feel them in my belly. I’m hungry. Hungrier with the taste of flesh. The taste of fear in their mouths is what fills me up the most. I couldn’t stop myself this time. There was no turning back. I knew I was going to enjoy this. And I did. I have become Death, destroyer of worlds.

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