— Viktoriia Vozniuk

“God is dead.” Humanity strives to take His place, yet sin taints the soul and the aura from the very cradle, until it becomes more familiar, more intimate than blood and flesh. People fear those like themselves, yet at the same time, they long to gaze upon monsters with their own eyes. They cloak themselves in a moral imperative to justify the suffering they inflict on others — but an immortal soul cannot be cruel, cannot place ambition above humanity.

So who am I?

Am I God? Am I the Monster?

I am Human.