A Lycan's Legacy: Epilogue

Now hopefully you can see what I meant when I said ‘Shit happens’…

Seriously, not once in my entire life had I expected to be turned into a genuine bloodthirsty and untameable werewolf. To have my whole life flipped upside down in a matter of months upon finding out about my ancient lycan heritage and the family that I had no idea even existed…

The family of which was now all dead.

I never asked for this. I never asked for any of it. If I truly wanted to be transformed both physically and mentally into the savage beast responsible for the murder of countless of innocent people then I would have simply turned to psychopathy. But not me. Oh no… That would simply be too easy.

Instead I had been bestowed with the so called gift that was also was the cause of my ultimate downfall from the status of being a human being; a pathetic waste of space that had once lived its previous life hidden under a rock from the rest of humanity and its prying eyes; a worthless creature of which had been infected with something far worse than any virus or infection ever seen, or imagined for that matter, by the human race…

The curse simply known as Lycanthropy.

It had taken absolutely everything from me. My freedom, my friends, my family, and ultimately… My life. Everything that I once stood for or believed in had been transformed by the wolf that now resided in my veins, mauling the image of the once innocent human that no longer existed as just a mere symbol of weakness and futility. That’s where everyone else was wrong…

It was on that very day that I had lost the restraints keeping me sane. I had also lost all grasp on control itself. And there was no way of ever returning.
I had become the ultimate tool of death, embracing the savage murderer that would no longer wait around for the opportunity of retribution to arrive. No longer sitting idly by for any more of its friends to be hurt like its family had before it…

I had learnt what I had to do. I was going to grasp it in my bloody claws. I was going to claim redemption no matter the cost. I didn’t care how long it would take, or how much pain I would be in. For all I cared about was seeking out the justice that seemed just as corrupt as the morals of the monster I had become. All I cared about was redeeming myself in the eyes of the one man who meant everything to me…

For from that moment on, all I cared about was exacting revenge on behalf of Logan’s Legacy…

My father’s Legacy…

A Lycan’s Legacy.