Hate: An Unseen

Hate is the roaring fire that consumes all in its path, an Unseen that thrives on the raw, destructive energy of anger and resentment. Unlike its more subtle kin, Hate announces its presence with a ferocity that cannot be ignored. It is not a creature of whispers or gentle nudges but a force of overwhelming intensity, amplifying the worst emotions in mortals until they erupt in violence and chaos. Hate feeds on discord, drawing strength from every shout, every clenched fist, and every act of cruelty it inspires. To encounter Hate is to feel an uncontrollable surge of rage, a fire lit in the soul that threatens to burn everything it touches. The appearance of Hate reflects its volatile nature. Towering and imposing, it looms over its victims like a storm ready to break. Its form is jagged and fragmented, as though torn apart by the intensity of its own emotions, yet it holds itself together through sheer force of will. Hate is wrapped in a dense mist that glows a deep, blood-red, pulsing in time with the fury it incites. The mist swirls violently around it, lashing out like tendrils seeking to ensnare anything in its vicinity. Its face is a mask of pure rage, its features twisted into a permanent snarl. Hollow, glowing eyes bore into those it targets, reflecting the fury they themselves begin to feel. The ground beneath Hate often cracks and scorches, as though unable to bear the weight of its presence, and faint whispers of screams can be heard in the distance, carried on the currents of its mist.   Hate does not linger in the shadows or wait for its victims to come to it. It charges forward with relentless aggression, seeking out sources of anger and fanning the flames until they become uncontrollable infernos. A petty argument between friends becomes a bitter feud; a moment of frustration becomes a lifetime of resentment. Hate revels in turning minor disagreements into all-consuming conflicts, feeding off the energy of its victims as they succumb to its influence. It thrives in environments of tension and unrest, amplifying the existing anger until it erupts in violence. Hate’s influence is not confined to individuals; it can sweep through entire groups, sparking riots, wars, and unthinkable atrocities. Its power lies in its ability to turn mortals against one another, tearing apart communities, families, and nations.   Hate’s behavior is as erratic as the emotions it embodies. It moves with violent, jerking motions, as though barely in control of its own rage. Its presence is marked by an oppressive heat that seems to seep into the air, making it difficult to breathe. The mist that surrounds Hate flares and pulsates, responding to the intensity of the anger it feeds upon. Mortals in its presence often find themselves consumed by their own fury, unable to think clearly or control their actions. The world around them seems to warp, colors becoming more vivid and sounds sharper, as though every sense is heightened by the adrenaline of rage. Hate’s whispers are not soft or subtle but harsh and grating, words that ignite fury rather than plant seeds of doubt. “They’ve wronged you.” “You deserve better.” “Destroy them before they destroy you.” These thoughts swirl in the minds of its victims, driving them to acts they might never have considered otherwise.   Within The Veil, Hate is a force of chaos and destruction. It does not seek balance or understanding but thrives on the raw, unbridled energy of conflict. The Sisters of the Shroud regard Hate with a mixture of fear and fascination, understanding its role in revealing the darkest corners of the soul but wary of the damage it can cause. The Dread Knights, ever the enforcers of The Veil’s laws, approach Hate with caution, knowing that even their resolve could be tested by its influence. Hate does not cooperate with its kin, preferring to act alone and with unrestrained ferocity. It is a being that answers to no one, driven solely by its insatiable hunger for anger and discord.   Legends of Hate are as old as the concept of anger itself. Tales of its influence can be found in every corner of the Terrestrial Realm, often serving as cautionary stories about the dangers of unchecked rage. In one tale, a once-prosperous kingdom is brought to ruin when Hate takes hold of its king. Consumed by paranoia and fury, the king wages war on his allies, believing them to be traitors. By the time Hate moves on, the kingdom is in ruins, its people scattered and broken. Another story speaks of a smith who, under Hate’s influence, forges a weapon so deadly it brings destruction to all who wield it. The weapon, cursed by the smith’s anger, is said to carry a fragment of Hate’s essence, spreading its influence to anyone who possesses it. These stories, while fantastical, highlight the universal fear of Hate’s power and its ability to destroy lives and civilizations.   Despite its destructive nature, some cultures see Hate as a necessary force. They believe that its influence can reveal hidden truths, forcing individuals to confront the sources of their anger and find resolution. In these tales, Hate is not a villain but a crucible, a force that tests the strength and resolve of mortals. Those who overcome its influence are often seen as wise and enlightened, their experiences serving as lessons for others. However, such triumphs are rare, and most who encounter Hate are consumed by its fury.   The impact of Hate on mortals is devastating. Its victims often find themselves estranged from their loved ones, their relationships destroyed by the anger that consumes them. Communities torn apart by Hate’s influence may take generations to recover, if they recover at all. Yet, for those who can withstand its power, the experience can be transformative. By confronting their anger and understanding its source, they find a path to growth and reconciliation. These stories, while rare, serve as a reminder that even the most destructive forces can lead to growth and understanding.   Hate is a being of raw, unrestrained emotion, a force that challenges mortals to confront their darkest instincts. It is a test of will, a battle against the fire that burns within. To encounter Hate is to stand at the edge of a precipice, with the choice to fall or to rise above. In The Veil, as in the mortal world, Hate stands as a reminder of the power and peril of anger, a force that can destroy or, in rare cases, transform.