Hateful

Chara has always been a kind, merciful lion, helping those in need, and standing up for what they believe in, protecting those weaker than themself. Taking in an injured zebra calf, and adopting a starving cub, they never turned a blind eye. However, they were always extremely bitter towards humans... Innocent babies orphaned, left alone in this world... Their friends, no, their FAMILY, brutally murdered for some kind of sport... Endless traps... Keeping parts for decoration... It truly was morbid. After witnessing the endless cruelty, Chara made a vow to kill all humans. They were truly the scum of this world. They all deserve to DIE. Suffer like they've made us suffer all this time...

However, during the fluffball plague, Chara realized something. Something that terrified them to their core. They discovered that killing was just so... Exhilarating. Fun. Exciting. Like nothing they had ever felt before... There are plenty of fluffballs, right? It didn't matter if they had some fun with them... They needed to be gone. Why not solve the problem and entertain themself in the process?

The championships were a thrill. Blood on their claws from their opponents... A chance to fight without being looked down upon. It was exhilarating. Addicting. The feeling of power they got when they killed. No longer were they weak. Helpless. Now they could fight...