You Are a Faceless Berserker...Well, Almost Faceless

You weren't anything particularly special, to be honest. To the world, it seemed that you were yet another average teenager. But your family knows better. When you were born, you were born with gaping voids where there should have been eyes, and no mouth whatsoever, as well as nails that were naturally colored black. To make matters worse, you were diagnosed with the Berserker condition when you were just a toddler...and this was after they noticed your tantrums were more violent than usual toddler antics. Too many fear you as a monster. Too many consider you a sign of the end times. You can't speak. You can't tell them that their words jab like knives into your soul, make you feel even more deformed than you already are. You can't see their sneering faces, but deep down, you know they're right there in front of you, calling you names, screaming, crying, cursing your very existence. Nobody can objectively blame you should you choose to descend into evil. It was, after all, partly their fault. You just want to be seen as a person. Who will see you as one?