(By the Nightcrawler Lucien Lacriox)
The cruelest evil is not some wretched entity manifested in cloven hooves and leering goat's head. The child, its soft cries - the sound of all that should be cherished and protected. The father takes the child into his heart in pure love. Unaware.
The child's innocence and purity knows no bounds, and neither does its cruelty when evil comes upon its soul.