He wasn’t supposed to be that little. He was supposed to be as big as the rest of his WEAPONs family. But the planet spit him out early, and he was forced to make do. And when he opened his eyes for the first time, he was scared. He was trapped, his wings crunched in and there was a lady out there doing something. And then there was a glow and the voice of the planet saying Not Yet and he went back to sleep.
But his sleep was interrupted with the thoughts of another. A human? He didn’t want to share with another. But he had no choice. He wondered why Mother Gaia had put him here. Or maybe she didn’t put him here at all. Maybe this was all the lady’s fault. He wanted to kill them. He hated them.
And then the human spoke to him.
“Who are you?”
And he didn’t answer. He didn’t know who he was.
And the human asked again. And he responded with the first thing he could think of.
“Chaos.”