You'll probably die if you stay with me,' he told me.
'Then I'm dead either way, because I won't survive without you.

The problem is normal was'nt in my DNA. I was destined to be forever freakish.

Colors. Would it be green or blue today? Maybe white—my favorite. A dark voice in the back of my mind offered no color at all as an alternative. I smothered that voice. The days of no color were simply too hard to bear. I needed color today.

They didn't survive by eating each other; they survived by being resourceful.

Be the person your pet rat thinks you are!

At the edge of his consciousness, just outside the comprehensible grasp, he could sense the maelstrom of his repressed emotions; the humanity that was forced from him long ago. What was left was pure emotionless logic. Gone was the pre-tense of bumbling simpleton; gone was the outward show of social mediocrity; there was no reason to play human now. This was where Kato thrived, what he was crafted for, and as panic settled on the mortals below, Kato slowly unfurled the phenomenon that lay within.