Role

Chapter 3

Day of the Moon, 7th of the Month of the Battle.

His defense broke.

Unwanted memories from his past swiftly flew out of their containment for
decades, now freely roaming the insides of his head. The harder he fought to
ward them off, the more they invaded, ruthlessly reminding him of events that
he would be better off without.

He was an abandoned, probably a bastard child that no one wanted to be
responsible for. Left at the doorstep of a human family in Galadon, he was
merely a year old, his crying unheard amidst the heavy rainstorm of that
fateful night. He can still remember a man, shocked to see him in front of
his door, carrying him inside, although he couldnt describe him if asked
now. He can still remember the mans decision to keep him as a son of the
family, despite their racial difference. He is, after all, not purely human.

Most of all, he can still remember how he slowly degenerated into a loner,
not wanting to meet anyone, even though he cant remember the very reason why
it happened. Even when his stepparents both died of a strange disease that
caused them to bleed to death from strange pores in their skins, he felt no
sadness or remorse at all. What happened on that day, though, led him to what
he is now, for only years later that he found out the disease truly is: the
deadly crimson scourge. He did not know why he wasnt affected with it, but
it did not matter. Even though he cared for no one, he still sought to end
the spreading of this evil plague, which is why he chose to walk the paths of
an elemental invoker.

Alas, he led himself to believe so.

For that is not the true reason. When he made this life-changing decision,
his soul was corrupted with darkness. It was one of the desires for power,
for his young introvert self has attracted many who hates him, falsely
mistaking him to think of himself as superior to others. Often made fun,
ridiculed or even beaten, he said nothing at their actions, simply kept
quiet. But his heart doesnt say so. It rages for power, to crush every one
of those he despised to pieces.

Even now, he still isnt conscious of the blackness inside him. May he be
redeemed in the afterlife.