Father had done it again. This female he gave me was beautiful. All of the other male animals raved about my woman. I was...proud. But even so, from the moment I awoke from her creation I knew there would be a problem.

See Father had said in order for her to be like me, she must be of me. So he put me to sleep, took one of my ribs and made this amazing creature. He had made me perfectly, and in losing that one rib, I was no longer whole.

You don't know why I bit the apple? Hmph, you must not know 'bout Eve....