Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170112225309/@comment-28358106-20170126183833

"I'm never going to leave my husband, so you can put that out of your mind right now.  It's like this." She folds her hands. "It's difficult for me to describe what the Mori is for me, so I'll tell you something. I don't want to leave it.  Not ever.  Why?  Because this world is a piece of shit.  The Mori certainly isn't heaven and it's two steps from hell, but compared to this place?" She gestures around herself.

"This world, this plane, is fucked up beyond redemption. The fact we even exist in the Mori is proof.  Guess I should tell you so you'll know why." She sighs

"In this world, I started as a miserable kid in a shithole family in a shithole of a slum. Not a day went by that I wasn't hungry, or scared, or in pain from some sickness we couldn't treat because we couldn't afford it.  Instead I worked in a sweatshop for next to nothing fourteen hours a day.  I couldn't hope to marry, because if I was even a good-looking girl from a decent family, the Mamono who swarmed our city would have made it impossible anyway.  I never found out why we were so poor or where my money went, because when I was eighteen, the Order decided our city wasn't worth bothering with, so they wiped it from the map with some kind of holy magic that destroyed everything with one giant beam of light.  I was on the outskirts of town when it happened, so I didn't die right away.  Instead, my skin burned off and I staggered to the nearest safe body of water,  which was a bog ten miles away. I never was able to take a drink. I was so exhausted I just died in the water and sank to the bottom."

Her smile is gone, and she speaks matter-of-factly in a somber tone. "When I woke up, I was a Wisp. Nobody was close by, and I couldn't wander too far from my haunt, so I stayed there for a few years, never meeting another soul.  I grew even angrier and more bitter; I cursed everything.  One day, though, that changed because I found a little boy.  He had come to the bog for some reason and had fallen in.  It was just above freezing, and he couldn't move because of the icy mud.  So, I pulled him out and warmed him up with my flames, and I carried him to the nearest town."

She folds her hands. "It was an Order town. I sensed their holy aura, but I decided to risk it because the biy was dying and needed help. Their Mages immediately bound me with their holy magic, and then tied up the boy.  They decided that because my Demonic Energy had permeated his body, they executed him, and his parents as well, because they wanted to make an example, and they forced me to watch.  Then, they performed a ritual of purification on me.  Using their magic, they tore off my arms, then cut my body in two.  Because I was a spirit, I felt everything, but was still alive.  They finally killed me by cutting my head off."

She looks away. "And then, I was swept up by Victivius. I immediately knew that he understood what I had been through; he knew my pain.  He knew what it was to be so full of suffering.  He offered to make me his Bride, one of the Favored, and to take away my pain forever.  How could I refuse?  In both of my previous lives I was miserable, full of pain and suffering.  And now, I'm practically a god, and he loves me for exactly what I am, not something I have to pretend to be."

She looks back. "I hate this world. It's the kind of world where they tie up little girls and beat them and execute their families because they happen to be the wrong species.  The kind of world where a person gets killed because they are in somebody else's way, an inconvenience.  The kind of world where minding your own business and being the best person you can be is not guarantee of happiness or safety.  The kind of world with supposedly good gods who don't care how much you suffer, and to go against that is considered evil."

She sighs. "I like being with you, Marcus. I like your wife, I like your little girls, and I like your company.  But I love my husband, I love my co-wives, and I love where I live.  You can't understand because you're not me.  You might think you do, but you really don't.  And I hope, for your sake, that you never do, because if I had my way, I would reave this plane to the ground." She looks away again.