I always wanted to be a bird.
I admired the humans that created this magnificent metallic version of me.
I was content gorging on fuel and soaring over ravines and mountains.
Until they made me CARRY HUMANS…
The ignominy made me thirst for their blood.
During a “trip”, I met this chap Lucifer who agreed to teach me to procure blood if I sent him the souls of those I killed. Deal!
I executed the plan.
Now I’m left looking accusatorily at the sky with a scarred face and broken wings. And wondering who is more evil – humans or Lucifer.
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