Legend has it that when temptation forces out the carnal instinct within, when greed begins to overtake charity, when desperation crosses the line of man and animal, your soul regrows into that not of a human being, but a creature: a beast of the darkest evils, an animal whose heart is made of malice and avarice intertwined.
Gods and devils alike are akin to this foul beast, and although he is lower in his power and position than either entity, he will still relentlessly consume and conquer with the forest as his kingdom.
His hunger is endless. Every fleeting second of the constantly moving day, he is searching, hunting, scavenging for his next meal. And what does such a filthy being have for his nourishment? Nothing other than his mortal counterpart — the human being.
The flesh and blood of his hominid brethren is how this revolting monster sustains himself. His constant ravishment for humane viands is boundless. Never is he satisfied with one or a million meals. His never-ending feasting only brings him farther and farther from humanity, so killing for this ghastly brute becomes an easier task each hunt he goes on.
This has been the case ever since ancient times. For the naive, we elder folk warn our younglings of going into the woodlands, not because of the monster lurking in the dark, but the running risk of becoming astray or getting harmed. For the better minded, we warn our littles ones to stay away for one good reason: that is his domain. That is where he makes his home, and if the foolish dare enter his kingdom in reckless abandon, may God have mercy on their souls.