Basil for the one and only Mister Fear
Basil: Who do you hate, and why?
A tree groans in distress. The Tall Man is motionless. Around him, the leaves tremble on their branches, as if caught in a murderous wind. But it's a quiet day. The air is humid and stagnant with rain that will never fall.
"Who do I hate..." The Slenderman shifts, sways, like the trees around him. In one movement, he bends down, his breath rustling the hair of the asker.
"Who don't I hate? Not my errant children. Not my loyal soldiers. Not my father, not my people, not my brothers in arms."
His fingers reach up. The pale claws, with no distinction between flesh and nails, trace over mortal flesh.
"You don't need to hear me discuss everything I hate. You just want an example, don't you? One single figure out of all the millions I have despised. You ask so much from me, mortal. Even a god has trouble making a decision sometimes."
He pulls away, blood on his fingers. The Slenderman flicks the red away onto the thick grass.
Straightening, he locks his arms behind his back.
"You'd expect me to say Zalgo, or that snake of a demon. But I can surprise you yet. So let me tell you a secret."
His tendrils flare up over his back. They twitch and flare along with him, shuddering, twisting, a violation of nature as he moves, rage eating through his body.
"Every last fucking one of them."
"If I could devour them all, every mistake of flesh and bone that walked the earth, it would still do nothing to appease the black fire that scorches within me. Nothing my children have ever done can compare to the blurring creature of rage that fills the void of my body. I want nothing more than to tear apart the very life force that exists within them until they unravel on a level humans cannot even comprehend through science--"
The trees go quiet. The leaves lay still. The tendrils vanish quicker than a blink. All that's left is the Slenderman, the Sadist, with his hands covering his face.
"But we need humans," he says in a soft voice. "I need humans. For without them, my father would never exist. And for him, I would never kill again."
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