It is back. The humming. It makes me remember what I am: a monster. To others, I am just a story or a guardian of the forest, but they do not know the truth behind it. Why must I endure this constant torment? They offer no answers or explanations. What do they want from me? They keep reminding me of what I am, and I am at my limit. All I want is for it to stop, for the relentless noise and the reminders to end. I am exhausted from this endless cycle.

I must eat. It has been weeks since I last consumed anything. My hunger is unbearable, and I need to consume something—anything—just to stave off the emptiness. But I cannot allow myself to give in to this urge. I must resist. However, what if I lose control? What would happen then? The thought of harming others terrifies me, and I know I need to stay away from humans. I fear that my uncontrolled hunger might drive me to hurt them, or even myself. Though, if I'm honest, I'm not as worried about the harm I might do to myself. My main concern is the potential danger I pose to others if I cannot keep this hunger in check. The struggle is relentless, and the fear of losing control is consuming me as much as the hunger itself.

Wait... I hear something. I can feel their presence close by. Where are they? No, don't let yourself act on impulse. You've already lost control before, and you cannot allow it to happen again. You must hold firm and resist, no matter how overpowering the urge becomes. I cannot let myself slip and cause harm to anyone else—again. The thought of someone else suffering because of my inability to control myself is unbearable. I have to maintain control, keep my instincts in check, and prevent any more damage. The weight of responsibility is immense, and I cannot let this darkness overtake me once more.

Hell... this feeling is too intense. I can't fight it any longer. I need to eat, and the hunger is consuming me. I wish I could somehow warn them, tell them to run, to stay far away—it's not safe here. I don't want to hurt anyone, but the need inside me is overwhelming. I am starving, and it's driving me to the edge. Despite my deepest wish to protect them and not cause harm, I am trapped in this relentless craving. My sense of self-control is slipping, and I fear that I'll lose it completely. The hunger is all-encompassing, leaving me powerless and desperate. I am caught in this horrifying struggle, unable to reconcile my need with the danger I pose to those around me.

It is time...for the hunt...