Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-25687356-20170925211950/@comment-26068742-20171009202224

''He reflected on that day he could recall how his body jarred with each blow, when the raiders found him. He could remember the pain seared through his skin it took away every feeling of safety he's ever had. They put there all into each strike. Their sinewy arm would recoil and snap back and deliver the massive strike. The impact delivered by the object rather cut through his skin like butter each tear that rolled down his face caused the raiders to continue their onslaught. Crying wasn't allowed. When Ares buckled he was taught to remain a statue to received his punishments. It made him angry it caused him to erupt into a anger and power he never known existed. But unlike all powers his had a voice an inner him, someone who helped him with the pain along the way. His Demon had helped him coat with the pain. Because in all reality scum will always be scum.''

"They deserv'ed it Repeat it to yourself. They deserved it."

Ares spotted maggots, flecks of doughy white nestled within mangled flesh, feverishly squirming into hunks of gore.

"They deserved it. Repeat it to yourself. They deserved it."

''They said he was evil. His own team, scared of the monster that was hidden beneath him they shouted out to the heavens calling nothing but death for Ares. This evil they swore was still just a boy, and this boy was angry and hungry and without the proper mindset he slaughtered them with ease. He could remember their yells of agony as his spiked fist impacted their organs and guts. With all these Sins Ares was the only one who cried, he attempted to  confess what he did, how bad he felt when he had already done it and there was no way to take it back. Because as Obelisk said under that evil heartless body lied an innocent mind. He wasn't just weak, but scared, too. He was too scared not to be evil, and too weak to fight that fear. But as time passed it seemed something had gentle brushed against his head with his senses he quickly would've grabbed the paper and not thinking nothing of it he soon crumbled it in his hand and tossed it into the ocean bay.''