Brutality...

But men started to get in his head. They would not leave him alone. Soon, a few men could be near him without fearing their lives, and he soon saw other directions. Though he still loved the fear, he also felt new things with these little beings who seemed so fragile. He saw and he learned. And when he learnd, others took notice. He never lost his edge; he honed it to a sharpness that required barely a flick of the wrist to slay. But he did calm his mind somewhat. He learned to speak the man talk, and he learned to act in the ways of man. And he became more dangerous than ever before, for he became unpredictable. And again he reveled in it.

Brutality...

He one day, got called into the sky, and there he dwells evermore, giving out what he so lovingly gave out during his long life.

Brutality...