No one can hold a piece of me, no one is able to love me. They're scared, scared that I'll ruin them, turn them into monsters. They're scared because of my heritage, my ancestors, no one is stupid enough to love a monster like me.

The fear of the village, saying I should be locked up in a cave. They didn't want to look at my eyes, to even be beside me. Scared that I'll burn them, kill them. Simply because of what my mother, my family has done.

It hurts, who could love someone so merciless? Whispers, murmurs covering me. If only, I could tear away the heart that made me who I was, to pull myself away from the monster I knew I am. To escape the cage that my ancestors have locked me in.

I knew for a fact that once I fell, into that rabbit hole. Falling in love, it would be the death of one, either me, or my beloved. That's why no one dared to even entertain me, that's the cost of what my lineage has done, out of all the people, why do I hold this burden?

I've sailed the seas and travelled the lands. Looking for books and the wizards that were able to help, had no clue to remove this curse.

Now, I serve as the slave of the burden that wrapped around me. Clenching my chest in an enclosed building, crying my heart out.

"Who would ever love me?"