The five year old boy was Apophis.
He stood in the middle of all the filth that contained corpses of both Humans and Animals alike.
On his right hand, he had a half eaten apple.
And on his left hand, was a knife. A small kitchen knife.
The knife had blood on it and only one conclusion came to mind while watching the five year old boy, that conclusion being that this same boy killed all these living beings.
He murdered all of them. The Animals and Humans. But for him, everyone was an animal.
The moment he was born, he wasn't breathing, his parents thought he was dead.
He was thrown in the dustbin and after a few seconds, he started crying as he should be.
But his parents weren't close to him to hear his cry.
So in the end, he was left in the dustbin to die.
A new born baby crying in the dustbin alone and helpless.
Fortunately for Apophis, a beggar came and helped the newborn.
He fed him and took care of him.
