Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170217234150/@comment-25808351-20170227043600

Marcus says nothing. Instead, he raises his hand up and his fingers bend as he has grabbed hold of something. Slowly he runs his claws down and a rift opens up. "As I said, after absorbing the souls of my kin, I have a much greater understanding of things, which is why I'm going to see Victivius. It's time he and I had a chat on equal terms. I'd like to tell him personally that I have no intention of upsetting his system or that I wish him gone. Most importantly, I'd like tell someone goodbye." Marcus begins walking in the direction of the Mori but then stops.

"Thomas, its time you learned a truth. Sometimes, I hate living in the mortal world, and considered residing here, in this abyss. I've been alive fifteen hundred years. I've seen so many friends die in combat, from disease, old age.... I killed my adoptive father, watched his bloodline die out. Watched a young girl I guarded for two decades be stabbed by a arrogant king during a peace summit. Everyone I know, disappears eventually. How long will it be till I have to watch you go, or perhaps Lucida? Living here would certainly simplify things, and break me from my curse of being me in a mortal world."

"That's why I could destroy with such efficiency. I was protecting Zahmeria by snuffing out a problem before it started. After you watch so many die, you become numb to it. Perhaps that's why Victivius shows so little remorse or compassion for people beyond his realm, after seeing the fates of so many, he's just become numb to it. Regardless, I will speak to him man to man. After the favor I just did for him, he can at least give me that."