Over 200 years ago, he was created by madness, born from lightning and pain. Shunned by the world for his monstrous appearance despite his good nature and intelligence, he wandered the land, and eventually became consumed by hatred, driven to kill everyone his creator loved. The Creature, Daemon, Adam, what he was called, he eventually found himself in the Arctic Circle with nothing but regret, floating on an ice raft towards oblivion...
But then he survived. Living on long after his master, he traveled across the world and discovered himself at last.
And thankfully, no one sees your face on the internet...
Just a project for Nanowrimo!
