Poor Monster. Pieced together from unfortunates and criminals, all you wanted was someone to share your freakish life with.

Oh, though your appearance was horrific, you saved the drowning shepherd girl, were kind to animals, and only attacked when you were provoked.

But, oh, how all that redemption was cast away when you sought to deny another like yourself the free will to love as she saw fit.

Who can condemn, then, the flippant ease with which she dashed your spirit upon the rocks with a scream upon seeing your face? Or did she rather see the monstrousness of your tyranny over her, and the plans you had for the two of you, regardless of her desires?

Monster, for shame!