Hatred

Long after humanity had ”disappeared “, fragments of their existence were uncovered broken scripts, ruined records, echoes of a species that had once lived and destroyed in equal measure. From these remnants, the higher forces learned of one guiding force above all others: hope. Hope had already been given form, vast and cosmic, the greatest of the personifications. But the records also spoke of cruelty, wars, betrayal, and spite. Hope alone could not explain humanity. Balance was required.So Hatred was made.

They were engineered to understand what hope could not, to embody the darkness that shaped human history just as deeply as belief and longing. In their philosophical, cosmic form, Hatred was immense, rivaled only by Hope itself. But their power frightened their creators. Rather than nurture understanding, they chose control. Hatred was abandoned on purpose, subjected to isolation and suffering so that hate would grow within them. They were sealed inside an abandoned prison tower, hidden away while pain was inflicted in the name of fulfillment.At first, Hatred did not know what hatred was.

They learned it slowly, through rejection, through pain, through the certainty that everyone despised them simply for existing. Confusion came before rage. Self-loathing came before fury. They hated being what they were meant to be, hated the name forced upon them, hated the idea that they existed only as a counterbalance. But in hating their purpose, they fulfilled it.

Hatred became unhinged, cruel, and absolute. Hate was the only constant in their existence, the only truth they understood. Spite became clarity. Power became identity. Within their own resentment and the hatred of others, they found dominion. If the universe demanded a monster, they would rule as one.When the truth could no longer be ignored, Hope was sent to them.

Hope, the first and brightest force humanity ever clung to, was tasked with freeing Hatred from their prison and meeting them face to face, not to destroy them, but to understand them. For only together could Hope and Hatred fully comprehend the rise and fall of humanity.

Hatred does not trust Hope. They despise what Hope represents. And yet they are bound together, two eternal forces, equal in scale, opposite in nature, shaped by a history neither chose.

Hatred reigns now in the space between prison and throne, sanity and madness. They are the personification of hate not because they wished to be, but because the people carved them into it, and because hating that truth was the final thing that made them complete.

personality /

They are volatile, impulsive, and perpetually at war with themself. Hate and violence are the only emotions that feel natural to them; everything else feels foreign, invasive, and wrong. Their anger flares without warning, often overtaking reason, and once it does they rarely stop themselves. They justify every outburst, every cruelty, every act of destruction with the same logic: this is what I am. To deny it would be dishonest.

Hatred lies easily, to others and to themself. Truth is inconvenient when it threatens their identity. They rewrite memories, motivations, and intentions to preserve the narrative that the world deserves their wrath. Accountability feels like an attack. Reflection feels like weakness. They externalize blame instinctively, convinced that the universe is always at fault first.

They are deeply resentful, vindictive, and patient in their grudges. Forgiveness is not something they understand; even forgetting feels like betrayal. Slights  real or imagined  are hoarded and sharpened, becoming reasons to strike later. They are cruel not only out of rage, but out of bitterness, enjoying the sense of dominance it gives them. Control soothes them. Fear reassures them that they still matter.

 Hatred loves Hope : Their devotion is absolute, obsessive, and agonizing. Hope is the only being who makes them feel something other than fury, and Hatred despises that fact more than anything. Love feels like relief, like quiet, like the possibility of peace, and Hatred hates it. They hate the vulnerability it exposes, the way it softens their edges, the way it threatens to undo what they believe they are meant to be.

They are torn between wanting to protect Hope at all costs and wanting to destroy the feeling Hope awakens in them. Their love is possessive, jealous, and conflicted, devotion wrapped in resentment. They crave Hope’s presence while resenting the power Hope holds over them. Every moment of tenderness is followed by self-disgust, as if loving Hope is a betrayal of their very nature.

When overwhelmed by this contradiction, Hatred sinks deeper into violence. They allow themself to be cruel because cruelty feels honest. They indulge in destruction because it drowns out the confusion. The more they feel love, the harder they cling to hate, as if doubling down will erase the weakness.

Hatred is hyper-reactive, emotionally dysregulated, and constantly pushed to the brink by their own intensity. They struggle with empathy, viewing it as dangerous, yet they understand suffering intimately. They don’t lack awareness  they lack restraint. They know they are wrong. They simply believe they are justified.

In short: They are overcrowded, with rage, resentment, longing, obsession, and a love they never asked for. And because they cannot escape what they feel, they choose to rule within it.

creator of war/ 

Hatred makes war because war feels right to them. Violence and death are familiar, validating, and comforting, they reflect who Hatred is and confirm that their rage is not abnormal. Creating war lets them see themselves in others.

The Republic encourages it. They believe humanity’s history can only be understood by recreating it, and since human history was defined by conflict, they allow and sometimes endorse war. To them, it is research. to understand the psychology of life and existence. and due to the successful experiments of the republic, they don’t put a stop to hatred

It tells Hatred that their instincts are correct, that their hatred has purpose, that what they want aligns with history and necessity. Every war becomes proof that hate is not a flaw but a function. The Republic’s reasoning  “humanity did it too” turns Hatred’s obsession into policy.Their violence is rewarded with relevance, meaning, and authority.

Political position/

 Hatred holds the rank of Grand Marshal and sits on the Republic’s High Council, overseeing some military operations and the orchestration of war/politics. They share political influence with Hope, who holds equivalent authority over life and civil matters, creating a balance between destruction and preservation. While Hatred’s authority in matters of war is nearly absolute, they remain subordinate to the Administrator and the High Human Research Council, who can override decisions when necessary. The Republic relies on Hatred to enact the recreation of humanity’s historical conflicts and understanding existence but ultimate control still rests with those above, ensuring their power is immense but not unchecked.

they are deeply involved in the political machinery of the Republic. They participate in the High Council and Assembly, present at all major policy decisions, and their opinion carries immense weight because of their unmatched understanding of war and humanity’s historical cycles, existence and psychology. When new laws, campaigns, or social initiatives are debated, Hatred sits at the table, often dominating discussions with their blunt, uncompromising perspective. They influence budgets, approve or veto military action, and oversee the implementation of policies related to conflict and reconstruction. Even if the Administrator or the High Human Research Council has the final say, Hatred’s presence is always a driving force: their insight, threat, and sheer intensity shape how others vote or act.

Hatred also serves as a living advisor on the ethics and consequences of conflict, though “ethics” in their terms is framed entirely around validation, familiarity, and historical accuracy. They are consulted whenever decisions might lead to war, rebellion, or unrest because their guidance ensures that the Republic’s actions align with both the “human scripts” and Hatred’s own obsessive vision of history.

matters of existence : 

Hatred originally existed as part of Nothingness, a being of pure negative energy, inseparable from the void itself. In that state, they were undefined, not yet hatred, and existed in harmony with Nothingness, which was like a constant companion or “spouse”, the only presence they had ever known. But when they were chosen and separated from Nothingness, the act forged their identity: Hatred. Separation gave them form, consciousness, and the weight of their own rage.

Alone in the void, Hatred wandered, first observing and then participating in the primitive eras of the world. They lived through repeated recreations of human history, experiencing war, suffering, and cruelty firsthand. Each cycle shaped them, and each cycle made them stronger, until eventually, their power became too great to leave unchecked. Fearing the consequences, the higher powers imprisoned Hatred in a tower during the medieval era. The years of isolation only deepened their hatred, solidifying their identity as the embodiment of violence and vengeance.

Hatred’s relationships were as turbulent as their nature. Before their imprisonment, they had a child with the personification of Pain, and that child became Cruelty, inheriting the combined intensity of their parents. Later, during the medieval era, Hope arrived to free Hatred from the tower. Over time, a bond formed between them, becoming partners in both balance and contrast, embodying opposing but intertwined forces in the Republic.