Albino Giant

From SSDC, Inc.

I feel for you and respect your presence in my world. For you give me hope, and faith is a dire instrument that we need in these times of great peril. You are Kenji, and you are my brother, no matter what tribe you come from, no matter where you travel, no matter what your destiny. I bow to you now. I pray for you now. For our existence is not secured in the future, and it will take the perseverance of each and every one of us to build a future for our children, and our children's children. We are genetic mutations, you and I, a people derived from a stained world, spawned from a contaminated time where ego and greed was the definition of a man. Those unaware of us have not climbed high into the mountains where our people live. We are called the Albino Giants, Human mutations that stand nearly 8 feet tall. People say we are hideous to look at, because many of us have skin covered with great lesions, festering with sores that leak pus. Our eyes ... they are covered with deep cataracts, and many of our kind are all but blind. However, the loss of one sense greatly enhances another. We Kenji possess acute sense of smell. We can hear as the cat, able to distinguish between even the slightest sounds at great distances. The world is afraid of us, and we are victims of its persecution. People from the dome cities hunt us for sport. People, out here in the Waste, kill us out of ignorance and fear. So we were forced to move up into the mountains, to sanctuary. That is where we live now. We are descendants of the white skinned, blonde haired blue eyed people that once "ruled" the world. Yet one, or possibly a combination of the biological organisms that were unleashed upon the world during the Second Holocaust, corrupted the genetic configuration of our ancestors. The genetic mutations caused our pituitary glands to become oversized and mutated, secreting large amounts of adrenalin into the bloodstream when Albino Giants become agitated. We are, therefore, quick to anger and capable of great violence. I abhor the violence normally. I am a creature of peace. The thought of harming others makes me sick inside, but when I am threatened with danger I change. The evil of Satan wells up inside me and I want to destroy things. When I am angered, I find great joy in killing those who have tormented me. I can snap a man's leg like a twig, crush his skull like a melon. I am an Albino Giant, and I can destroy lesser creatures.