So here is my backstory...

I do a summersault, the ice spikes gleaming. I am in my squally form, my ice crystal hands reaching for a nearby hate. I grab it and chew it. Suddenly, there is a large rattling, I fly into the ocean and change into a flatworm. I swim into a diver and traps me In a glass jar. I try to get out. I turn into a dragon. I T H U R T S . I kill them. It feels good. I break out and go back to nature. I am what I fear. I fear what i am.

-Planarian tan makes me go crazy