purge this poison from my veins

Toxin listened with avid interest, once he was of a mind to pay attention. His mother would say this and that about identification, and while Toxin understood it was important that he grasp this, he did not quite know what she meant. Perhaps she was being vague on purpose, only... he could not tell the different. Instead, he tried to force himself to get excited. Was that what Mother wanted? His tail wagged a bit, he shifted from side to side, trying to work up the itch to get a move on. But he was still a little scared. Don't be a coward, he told himself in an angry voice, like he used with his siblings. Cowards are weak and stupid and dumb. So he puffed out his chest like warriors did and he narrowed his eyes like he thought the monsters were stupid too and he nodded.

Then, Mother said they would make him powerful. Powerful like she was? Powerful like Father was? His jaw dropped a bit and he couldn't quite believe his ears. "Oh, Mother, I want that!" True exhilaration filled his little vocal chords now, no longer a farce. His amethyst eyes glittered with an intensity that stretched beyond his extreme youth. Even then fear filled him. "But what about Ganja and Necrosis? Mother they're weak, they're not like me, don't show them the monster thing. Please, I want to eat monsters and be strong like you and Father!" The thought that Dione might teach his useless siblings the secret, he couldn't stand it. It should be his, he was oldest! The boy quivered, true rage filling him for the first time in his life.



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