When I was born, the first thing that I saw was the full moon.
It was like a mother, kindly gazing down on me from the heavens and gifting me the power to survive in this world.
As I grew, I began to understand a few things about myself and my surroundings.
Depending on the phases of the Moon, my power would increase and decrease beyond my control.
On moonless nights, I had to hide deep underground because this was when I was at my weakest.
The concept of time eluded me, but as the seasons came and went, my intelligence also increased.
It was then that I realized I was different from the other Monsters in the forest.
Aside from me, there were three powerful beings, and I didn’t dare approach them, in fear that they would hunt me down.
The first one was the weird-looking monster in the North.
It had the body of a Lion, the wings of a Bat, and the tail of a Scorpion.
The Humans called it, King Manticore.
A very fitting name for such a regal beast.