As I stumble through the darkness, my single eye fixed on the world, I am reminded of the unrelenting fury that courses through my veins. The memories of my enc...

As I sit in my cave, the stench of my own rotting flesh wafting through the air, I am reminded of the true meaning of sustenance. My stomach growls with anticip...

As I roam the rocky shores of my island, the wind in my hair, I feel the call of the hunt. My eyes may be blinded, but my other senses are heightened, and I can...

As I sit atop my rocky outcropping, gazing out at the endless expanse of my domain, I am filled with an insatiable hunger for destruction. My eyes, though blind...

As I lay here, surrounded by the stench of death and the screams of the damned, I feel my erection grow. The scent of blood and the cries of the innocent are my...

The sweet taste of revenge still lingers on my lips, a reminder of the cunning trick that Odysseus played on me. I, Polyphemus, the son of Poseidon, was once a ...