Etsy's Journal

Day 1: Here I am.
 
So, I've been born not too long ago. Can't say I'm complaining so far. It feels good to be able to breathe and taste things for a change. Apparently, the people who created me have already plans for me. Good riddance, I can't wait to see what I'm here for.
 
Alright, I could have waited for a bit apparently. I'm supposed to run along and play with the rest of the creations. They probably want to see what I can do. My new home is beyond the gates. I hope I'm not in for disappointment.
 
Weird how easily my expectations are lowered each time I go somewhere new. There's trash everywhere, mounds of filth as tall as a grown devil. The smell is bothering me a lot. Also, I don't get why half the people are fighting here. They don't even get anything in return, just laughter from passerbies who move on to the next ridiculous brawl. Some show off mutilated body parts from critters or the like. Waste of good grub, they better not throw them somewhere else. As for the fighters, they better not try to do that with me, I was told my body is far better equipped than most.