Acrostic Poetry: The New Diclonius Race?

Always, they had me locked and hidden

Behind heavy steel doors that were

Cold and very evil towards me.

Depression and loneliness

Easily rushed upon my mind

Faster than my vectors could

Go. Now,

How would they feel

If I

Just

Killed them all with a

Little chop of my hand.

Maybe then, they would

Not be so

Oblivious of my right to

Power this world and

Quickly

Remove all of these

Stupid human beings.

Terror shall run through them

Upon the utterance of my name.

Valuable humans

Will be spared to become our mates;

Xenial servants to command.

Yesterday was their last. No

Zori will ever adorn them again.