Rage Of The Beast: A New Origin.

Why?! Why?! Why do most of the dead know peace, while I shall never experience this eternal slumber... I long for the tranquility that eludes me, the peace that most others find in death. Meanwhile, perhaps as a divine prank, my creator, who breathed life into my wretched form, is granted sweet dreams and the warm embrace of a forgiving soul. For me, my creator has abandoned me within the desolate wasteland of sorrow's loneliness and guilt's poisonous nightmares. I am viewed as nothing more than a mistake to those unworthy of God's gifts, and yet... when my creator hears the horrid screams of the innocent as I crush their bones, she shall repent for her indulgence of sin...

Now... Such untamable hunger poisons my soul as the unholy pale moon illuminates the forsaken woods of Hell. I suffered Many winter moons within them, forced to listen to the legions of tormented souls, their wails echoing through the barren trees. Forever being for mercy. However, like the beast within my flesh, my newly claimed Father wishes me to deny such hopeful dreams. As the chorus rises, my hunger is encouraged. My bones crack sharply as my limbs bend back till I'm posed unnaturally, and then rivers of corrupted blood ooze from my twisted, groaning jaws as The Devil's fangs split my rejected teeth into slivers. Painfully, my heart boils with misery. Mama, tell me why I am denied Life cause you couldn't keep your sinful legs closed?!

However, this was merely a raging side of a troubled young male without a name. Sealed away from God's divine eyes by fearful and judgmental souls that claimed to know everything about him. Spending a lifetime within the cruel ways of a blind metal asylum, the boy was labeled as a simple object - meant only to be studied, feared, and subjected to the inhuman experiments crafted from humanity's horrible curiosities. All the while, the boy's dreams are haunted by seven disfigured and sadistic creatures oozing with malevolence, who desire to unleash the boy's hidden beast. The only question remains: Will he resist this twisted calling or become one with the darkness?

This is a hint inside the mind of my reimagining of The Wolfman, who is depicted as a conflicted soul torn by the horrors of rejection and the attraction for vengeance.