You don’t know the things I’ve seen, Mono. You haven’t seen the horrors of what the Maw has in store for children like us. I HAVE. I have lived through that place of death and gluttony, and let me tell you, once you go into the Maw, you will never be the same again. I sure know I’m not the same as I was before. They hold little children there, innocent children like us, to package and serve on a silver platter to those disgusting obese monsters, like we’re some sort of farm cattle they can slaughter at their disposal. I have seen how they package them up in dead body bags, and I have seen what they do to the guests there, too.

As if those fat animals weren’t revolting enough, they will just keep eating, and eating, and eating, and they won’t stop until they die. And then, once they’re dead, the Maw collects their dead bodies and then fattens them up to be served as more meat for more guests. Don’t believe me? There’s an entire room filled with their shoes and belongings, so many that I couldn’t even keep count of them. Whatever those...monsters are that live there, they’re not human. Not anymore. They might have been at one point, but now, they’ve practically become the physical embodiment of the mortal sin of gluttony itself. 

I know you always try to look for the best in people, Mono. And that is what I like about you. But some people are so far gone that at one point, there isn’t anything left of them to be fixed anymore. I didn’t see a speck of humanity left in them. All I saw was their ravenous desire to keep consuming. And I didn’t have any remorse for them when I finally killed them.

It’s a bit of a complicated story to tell you, but once I had the strength I needed to take my revenge, I gave any guests that dared to cross my path exactly what they deserved. I killed them without a moment’s hesitation, Mono. Without regret, without remorse, without mercy. And I didn’t feel a thing from doing it. For me, I was just doing what I had to do to survive. Just like what we did to the hunter, Mono. He tried to kill us, but we had to kill him. It was either him or us, and I would choose us every single time. So I’m not going to feel bad for killing anyone who tries to hurt us. I can’t, because I can’t show weakness in times like these.