• i ranaway with the intent of finding beatrice. instead i lost my reason. i became the demon i am now.

    i carried on this path until i was 19. i had gotten word that my sister had been raped and had his child. 2 months later i haerd that someone was going to kill my family. i prayed he didnt know of beatrice.

    i hurried home. i got there just as he did.he ordered his men to restrain me, and they did so well. i watched my family die.

    with her last breath my sister made me promise to protect her daughter. i was told where to find her. i got to and hid her somewhere safe. then i left to kill him. i did so with ease. i spent the next 30 years protecting my niece.

    she got killed because i wasnt there. i went back to destroying everything.

    finally that same little girl i spared all those years ago got her revenge.

    isnt life ironic?