Lycanthropy. What can I possibly say to describe the one thing responsible for the destruction of my entire life?
Well… I guess you can start off by saying it’s just another word for complete and utter torture. A curse so destructive that it can effortlessly cripple, or just as easily kill, anyone who isn’t strong enough to withstand the pain and anguish of carrying the nightmarish burden that it bestows upon you, forcing you to live the rest of your worthless life knowing that all of your friends and family are constantly in danger, or worse still, at the risk of falling victim to the savagery of the beast that has no regards for morality or mercy; no human traits left to be salvaged from the wreckage of torn clothes and destroyed resemblance of the once seemingly innocent and harmless human being now acting as nothing more than a simple disguise of sheep’s clothing in order to hide the true identity of the cold hearted killer inside. A force of corruption resp