Alden sighed. "No, I'm afraid you're being too hopeful. The potion I use..."<br/><br/>He took out a vial from his belt, this one glowing an eerie shade of green. "...is a transfiguration potion. Depending on the ingredients, the drinker will turn into a monster. Sometimes they keep their memories and their personality, sometimes they don't. But every time I've done it, the offer was taken up...by children. They came from all backgrounds. Orphans, ones with arguing parents, ones with no friends, ones who liked to make others miserable. They all wanted to be whisked away from their lives to join my collection as a monster."<br/><br/>His brow furrowed as he looked at the vial before replacing it back into his belt. "Some were fine with their transformation. Others, not so much. Some even decided to try and run away. But when they try to return to where they came from, well... the villagers only saw them as monsters by then." He shook his head, a pained look on his face. "It was never my intention to put them in any danger. But I can't undo what's been done."