The content is purely fictitious and should not be substituted for reality.
A monster born from pain and growing in malice, he doesn't understand what emotions are, even if he has them.
He was not a monster at the beginning, but in the environment he lived in, he was always being used, ignored, and abandoned again. This was his remaining value.
Until he met a touch of frequency that he could only see, his little sun. This frequency stayed with him for a long time. Then it disappeared again, maybe it was imagination, maybe it wasn't. All he knew was that he was alone again.
He went to look for that frequency. After an unknown amount of time, the torture frequency appeared in his perception again.
He thought, if it was not a fantasy, let it grow randomly. If it was, what would he do? Trapped him in one place? He did have this idea, but he didn't want to trap him.
Purpose: Survive with friends