"Uwa! Uwa!"
A newborn infant's cries reverberated in the background as two gentle hands wrapped around the small frame of its body in an attempt to soothe its cries.
"Hush, Kevin, don't cry. Mommy's with you."
'Is this what it feels like to be a newborn human?'
Kevin's crimson eyes stared at his two small hands that were reaching out, grasping the air above him for some unknown reason.
In the instant that Kevin was born, he already knew his mission.
From the moment he felt the gentle embrace of his mother's warm hands as she wrapped them around his body and surrounded him with warmth, he was aware of the purpose behind his existence as well as the mission that he had to complete.
'Defeat Jezebeth.'
The cancer that the records were afraid of. The one singular entity that was disrupting the balance of the universe.
…That was his sole and only purpose for existing.
