Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20131029012632/@comment-11588669-20131109072054

He met the heir's eyes equally, and sat down on the floor. Pulling out a cloth, the cleaned his knife before sheathing it.

"I assume you want to know why I'm like this? So cold and callous in regards to a life?" He mused, then a dry chuckle escaped him. "Then I will explain."

"I've been killing, for lack of a better word, since I was eight years old. Then, it was a horrible necessity. I only did it when absolutely necessary, then threw up and hated myself for days afterwords. A chance meeting with an ex-mercenary got me started."

"In the mercenary world, I go by the moniker Winter's Night, or Winter for short. I was worse than I am now." At Tristan's disbelieving look, Nox rolled his eyes. "If I were as I was before Beacon, I would have killed those men the second they made any motion I deemed a threat to Miss Musk." Another chuckle escaped.

"I'm a cold, merciless, horrible person. I've been branded a murderer and assassin, along with a protecter. A terrorist, arsonist, and a soldier. All in the name of survival and money. There were exceptions, of course. I have some morals, as foolish as that may be." He sighed.

"But it all comes down to one thing: To do each of those, I had to kill. 'Those who believe life is precious are fools. If it is so precious, then why does nature create predators? Why does the race of man fight wars? Why are the Grimm even alive?' " He quoted some obscure author.

"That one saying hardened my heart, encased it in cold steel. Killing became a commodity, instead of a necessity. Now, I find myself not even caring."

He looked into Tianee's eyes, his midnight burrowing into copper.

"But, when it comes to those that are close to me? Killing is proferred. I have beem akined to a wolf in that regard: the Alpha that protects his pack until the dying breath." The dark haired half-Faunus chuckled, then broke the gaze.

"And yet, that still doesn't change a simple fact; I am a Monster, Mister Silas, Miss Musk." He didn't know why he was calling her 'Miss', but it didn't feel right.

He waited for their response.