Valkresh
Character
Coruscant; 11:34 p.m.
The world is a dark place to be when you have nothing to rely on but your own selfish thoughts and desires. The smell of fresh blood filled the air, not very uncommon in the under city of Coruscant. However, it wasn't a normal case. In the depths of a dark alley, a man sat next to a small fire, eating. A dead body lay next to him, chunks of flesh missing from it. A mane of shaggy white hair glowed in the firelight, and crimson eyes shown into the night. Dante swallowed the bland piece of cooked meat in his hands, then reached down to cut another piece away. Insanity will do wonders to the soul. Hunger can destroy it. Both together create a monster. But when society won't accept you, what else can you do but live off of the fruits of the world? In this case, the fruit was human flesh. Were he in a tropical jungle, he would have gladly eaten the plants and animals natural to the habitat. However, here on Coruscant, his meals were far and few between due to him being purged from society. The only food he ever had was the occasional helpless victim that happened to come across his path. Did it horrify him? Of course. However, when one sees a demon, one must defend themselves. Looking down at the man he had killed, the one he had originally perceived to be a raging wampa, he sighed softly. With every vision, with every kill, he only lost another piece of his humanity. Perhaps it was already all gone. Perhaps.
@[member="Tonya Fontana"] @[member="HK-36"] @[member="HK-94 Codswallop"]
The world is a dark place to be when you have nothing to rely on but your own selfish thoughts and desires. The smell of fresh blood filled the air, not very uncommon in the under city of Coruscant. However, it wasn't a normal case. In the depths of a dark alley, a man sat next to a small fire, eating. A dead body lay next to him, chunks of flesh missing from it. A mane of shaggy white hair glowed in the firelight, and crimson eyes shown into the night. Dante swallowed the bland piece of cooked meat in his hands, then reached down to cut another piece away. Insanity will do wonders to the soul. Hunger can destroy it. Both together create a monster. But when society won't accept you, what else can you do but live off of the fruits of the world? In this case, the fruit was human flesh. Were he in a tropical jungle, he would have gladly eaten the plants and animals natural to the habitat. However, here on Coruscant, his meals were far and few between due to him being purged from society. The only food he ever had was the occasional helpless victim that happened to come across his path. Did it horrify him? Of course. However, when one sees a demon, one must defend themselves. Looking down at the man he had killed, the one he had originally perceived to be a raging wampa, he sighed softly. With every vision, with every kill, he only lost another piece of his humanity. Perhaps it was already all gone. Perhaps.
@[member="Tonya Fontana"] @[member="HK-36"] @[member="HK-94 Codswallop"]