Lord Loss

You thought I was a werewolf?" Dervish asks. "Yes" I answer hollowly. "You ass.

Stick it up your crack, you warped son of a mutant b*tch!

Now sod off back to your own world, you motherless scum, and save your threats for those who care.

You should take more pride in your appearance,” I tell him. “You'll never attract girls with an ugly mug like that.

The demons were scary, but girls - Well, girls are really terrifying

But you're like me,” he says. “An outsider. Different. A freak. We're both weird, which is why we get along.

If I had an ordinary illness, I'm sure they could fix me. But I've seen demons rip my world to pieces. Nobody believes that, so nobody knows what I'm going through. I'm alone. I always will be. That's my life now. That's just the way it is.