Madness string 111438

Random mermaid
Perhaps they'll grow up courageous, finding joy in all of life, filled with wonder and hope despite all the pain before them. Or perhaps they'll only resent their lifetime of agony, in which they themselves had no say at all. But you can't know, now. Now, faced with your tiny bundle of miswrapped baby, you must choose for them, and you may never know if it was the right choice. But you'll have to live with that choice regardless.

Began mortal, then divine. Broken, unmade, recreated in my captors' image. Escaped, but never free. Only my own will sustains me, a thin thread tying me back to the person I was from the thing I now am. If it's strong enough, then I am the one in control, but if not, then I am already lost, nothing more than an agent of destruction, avatar of the void, harbinger of the end of all things.