Once upon a time... there were many presents. Every soul, near and far, wanted to witness the angel's grace, for the rumours said that all sorrows would erase with one simple gaze.
She loved all of them, the offerings and the praise, but what she loved the most were those who knelt, she saw nothing but slaves.
"They are all mine, they will all serve and praise me.", she believed. A monster created with love, a conception that no one perceived.