I'm not like most Zerglings. Most Zerglings are born in twos, and always have their brother to lean on. I never had that, I was always alone. Most Zerg feel part of a whole, like they belong in society. I've always been an outsider.
For most of my life I didn't really think about it. I lived on the same creep as everyone else, and I didn't think about how much more separate from the creep I was than everyone else. I just lived my own life in my own quiet way, while going with the flow of what was expected of us. I learned to run faster, I learned to claw faster, I developed my carapace and claw strength. I did everything everyone else did while never feeling connected with them. When I finally graduated I passed with flying colours and 3/3. Normally that means you can succeed in this world. But then I realised: I'm not normal.
I don't want to rip Terrans into shreds. I don't feel at home in this creep hellhole. I don't care about the overmind or anyone else in the Zerg race. None of that will make me happy. I could have the most expensive homes.. a greater spire in in the city, an ultralisk cavern on an island during vacations. I could live that life. But I would live it unhappily. Knowing deep down I don't belong. I was not made for this world.
Sometimes, when I feel this way, I go exploring. It's cold, and damp, and everyone is asleep, but I don't care. I stray away from the creep. I run along the grass and I find trees and benglas. They're such magnificent creatures. It's as if they don't need to impress anyone, or attack Terran or Protoss or rival Zerg camps. They just wander aimlessly in contentment. I envy them. I want to join them. But I can't. I'm a Zergling, and I'll be a Zergling my whole life. This is when I feel truly alone. When I realise no one in the world feels like I do. Everyone else belongs somewhere, or feels happy with something. No one longs for escape like me.
Once I met a hydralisk. I became very good friends with it and thought I could share all my secrets and hatred of this world I'm in. But it couldn't understand. It couldn't sympathize, because it didn't feel that way. Maybe sometimes, but not all the time as I do. Our inability to feel what the other felt lead to many arguments. They destroyed our friendship. What was the point?
But sharing my secrets proved to be like pandora's box. I now feel the constant need to share my feelings. Hiding them for even a day destorys me inside. Then I met another Zergling.
It was like me... In some ways. It was born in a pair. It had Zerg that understood it. But it also felt dissatisfied. Like it wanted to run away as much as I did. I felt very attracted to this Zergling, like I've never been in my entire life. But then I realise... We're Zerglings. There's no such thing as love. Zerglings don't fuck. Or run away together. We're born from larvae. Nothing can change that.