Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20150909043756/@comment-4681758-20151011054759

Exhaling before he responded, Ciarán replied quietly, "You know... I never told you how I found Void in the first place. In fact, I never talked about this to anyone except for Rose after she... Found me... I was 15, still early into my solo career, and before Brand came into the picture.  I was ordered to invesitagte a drug ring in a poor Faunus neighborhood on the south side of town, crappy little place the cops couldn't care less about.  Well, turns out, the intel we got was outdated.  Whoever was there had cleaned house by the time I showed up... At least of the drugs.  There were... Bodies everywhere.  Pieces of them, anyway.  Impossible to say how many there originally were.  Men, women, children.  Mutilated.  Mangled.  Tortured.  And every single one of them had a smile on what was left of their face.  I... Couldn't handle it.  I ran out into the alley and vomited.  And I've never seen anything before or since that night that ever came close to that warehouse. Someone had to be responsible. I NEEDED someone to be responsible. Eventually tracked it down to an drug lord, and... I lost it. I let my anger get the better of me, and I tortured him. I can't say exactly for how long. And when I finally did kill him, I enjoyed it in the moment. And not long after, I got another tip that proved more fruitful, and saw his image for the first time. He taunted me, saying how he brought me down to his level without even trying. And he was right. That's why I always tried to keep you from killing. Void had already stained my soul, he didn't need yours. And that's why it had to be me that took him down. What he did to Luna was horrible, but the truth is, she was lucky. She was able to escape him. From now until eternity, I don't have that luxury. The least I could do was try to make up for what I'd done.", Ciarán said solemnly.