The reason Isaac never liked his race, or anyone like him in general would probably be his race’s true power.

The Cetrans, as they were called were competent warriors in their own right, being made and raised to be the perfect ones, but they had something that no magical alteration could achieve.

The ultimate weapon, themselves.

Cetrans could go from formal men in dinner parties, or soldiers even, to their perfect weapon form when provoked only. Usually it was a trigger word or phrase, that would do it, but sometimes emotional things spark it as well.

When they go into the state of being the perfect weapon, all the world is gone to them, their instincts take over. They look the same, but their power is so great that entire armies have been devastated by a few Cetrans.

The one thing that could be considered their weakness, is that in their frenzy, friend becomes foe, innocent becomes meat, and lover turns into the most hated of all.

That is why I’m alone, that’s why I hate myself, all those people….