is the official translation I came up with (I'd be happy if someone rated my translation skills. English is not my first language):
Imagine a human being. Any will do. In reality, this being was not human, but those who read this probably are. The true appearance of this individual cannot be normally conceived by the human mind, for the universe where it lived was extraordinarily different.
As a humble, intelligent and kind person, many liked him. His childhood was filled with events common to the lives of children of his species, however, as he reached the equivalent age of twelve terrestrial years, his existence was completely changed.
Strange accidents, increasingly frequent, began to occur with certain people around him. Eventually, all who lived with him died.
Extremely traumatized, he tried to contact other acquaintances, who sheltered him. Similarly, they died within a few days. Completely unpredictable accidents in unlikely circumstances. Obviously, he could not accept the possibility that it was a mere coincidence. He sought to comprehend the cause of those accidents, but failed to reach a conclusion.
As the years passed, new accidents occurred until he could no longer be accompanied by anyone else. He decided to live alone with great difficulty, fearing for the destiny of those around him. After pondering for a long time, he finally realized what his curse was about.
He had considered several possibilities as many fit the necessary criteria, but, at a certain point, specific individuals involved in the calamities were enough to determine which one was true.
His despair was immeasurable. He even thought about committing suicide, however, his fury motivated him to keep on living to find out a way to vanquish his curse. He was fully aware that his life would never be normal, therefore, he paid a high price in an attempt to prevent more accidents.
His personality was entirely changed. He no longer displayed humility or respect for his immediates, but indifference, coldness and, to those who tried to approach closer, contempt.
He sought to be as independent as possible, but, regardless of his will, he had to interact with others to survive and to investigate his curse. Those were the moments when he suffered the most, looking for a balance in his attitude which allowed the minimum interaction without triggering any accidents.
The result was evident: casualties were less frequent, becoming virtually indistinguishable from natural incidents. Many hated him, but the majority felt some mixture of fear, pity and curiosity.
He lived many years like this, but couldn't discover the true cause of his curse. His motivation slowly faded, until, one day, he found himself tormented by a great dilemma.
There was a person who refused to hate him, regardless of how obnoxious he tried to be. She pursued him, demanding an explanation for his attitude. Accidents occurred to her, but she survived. He tried to protect her, and, when she found out, disasters occurred even more often.
Finally, when he realized that any effort to protect her would be futile if her misfortune kept increasing, he told her about his curse. He knew that, with her newfound knowledge, her chances of survival would become practically void. Then, in a final attempt to protect her, he insulted and even tried to physically hurt her, but hesitated in the last moment.
He did not want her to die, but didn't want her to hate him either, so he spent the rest of his days expending a formidable effort to protect the only person who still loved him and that he loved.
Both died in the same relentless catastrophe, in a brutal and painful way. His curse afflicted him for several other lives.
He is Doom.
All who love him will be destroyed.
This is part of the backstory of my villain (the one who inflicted the curse on him), and is the
horrible of the four curses depicted in the first chapter.
Also, "Doom" will probably be changed in the final translation.