It had been a violent night for me. All I truly remember is the exhaustion I felt in my very core and the world spin as the creatures of sleep began to seep into reality once more. I have been trying to escape them and spare my family from them, secluding myself teaching myself how to survive and boy have I made it through some rough shit over the years I have lived on the outskirts of Moladion. The demons that come from my mind are a vicious lot, they look like nothing I had ever seen, goats with multiple heads, that breath fire and sometimes have snakes for tails. Giant monsters with horns, long claws and even longer snaggled teeth appearing here and there. These things have been plaguing me as long as I can remember and I know I am like the gate that stops them. My demise would mean their escape into the realm that my family lives and I will continue to fight and protect them.

From that I do not sleep, I war with them then worse than ever but now and then one will escape and I must destroy it. I remember my gaze growing hazy as I saw the towering roaring beast before me. As is my duty I fought it running circles around it dodging its horns, claws and fangs. I was so tired though but my strength lay in my purpose in this world to keep the gate firmly sealed. This demon had to be destroyed at any cost, but I had to live to keep the gate sewn shut. Thankfully I am a monster in my own right, my size coming from my father, fate knew I would be fighting things that no other could handle giving me this strength. My fangs eventually found purchace on the beats throat I heard the screaming roar come from its throat just before I tore its jugular from its being but it did not die without taking some of me with it. I felt the claws of the great horned beast rake through my thick grey fur over my shoulder and down to my chest, but defeated the horrific demon I had spawned.

Sleep was a double edged sword, I was starting to find I would lose control and release them when I was tired, yet when I tried to sleep they were still there and I was still fighting them. I avoided sleep because I wanted peace; peace though brought them to reality. No matter what I would lose, so I attempt to sacrifice myself and allow them the chance to take me over. I cannot stop it after I fight the being. I leave the body to disappear in black smoke leaving in its wake the form of a bear that had been so unfortunately taken over. Another reason I avoided contact with as many others as possible.

I had to let myself go though, fall into sleep and into the world of demons that did their damnest to destroy me, the gate keeper. My form makes it to the edge of Moladion, laying completely motionless though all I see is darkness and demons I fight them now, no one can tell to them my form looks as though it is bleeding out, a dead body motionless in the middle of nowhere. I would wake, but only after I stop the siege of beasts that attempt to escape my mind.