Basics.

Folklore and under our beds is where monsters lived. Went a little further and featured in our nightmares on those bad nights. Some of us, or at least most of us found comfort in believing that monsters didn't exist, life was easier like that. That it was all tell and tale. So when we woke up in the morning with scars, bleeding, it had to be anything else but imaginary beasts. So we blamed everything and everyone else. At the end of the day, the capacity to hold blame and guilt was most massive within ourselves. So the spectrum shifted. It was us. We were to blame. So slowly, the world wasn't scary for monsters anymore. They didn't exist afterall. So they crawled out from under our bed and from our nightmares into our lives. They became family, we fell in love with them, they became friends, they became the society. They grew ferocious and developed appetite. They became invincible, they didn't exist anyway so. So they emotionally and verbally and sexually and physi