Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20171226225247/@comment-28358106-20180224041029

"I didn't meet Him, you idiot!"

Thomas snaps, his eyes wild, his teeth bared. The veins on his neck make him look like a completely different person. Baku would notice, however, that as furious as Thomas is, he is directing his fury towards something else.

This is made apparent when, as suddenly as he angered, Thomas withers. He melts to utter dejection, his face creasing with wretched angst. Both transformations in so short a time are startling, and he seems to age a decade.

"I'm not a good man, Baku," he says despondently. His voice wavers with emotion as he wipes his face with a shaking hand. "I'm not a good man. I'm not.  It doesn't matter what I do."

"I know Victivius because He's my brother."

The bombshell falls like a curtain of growing silence. He continues.

"He's my brother. My brother." Thomas leans forward against the desk, looking down, talking automatically.

"He's the result of my foolishness, my selfishness. He's...He..."

Thomas sinks into his chair. His eyes are red.

"He is the incarnation of all that is utterly evil. He...He's going to...He...will ruin you.  He will ruin you, and ruin people's lives.  Ruin them.  He feeds off of terror, off of despair.  He doesn't care about anything.  He'll make you do what he wants and he'll drain you dry and then He won't be done with you, oh no.  No.  No, no.  If you have a fraction of the wisdom you claim, Markel, you will leave this endeavor alone.  You have a choice.  You have a choice, godsdammit, you have a CHOICE YOU HAVE A CHOICE!"

He is suddenly furious again. Like a madman, he leaps to his feet, pounding the table.

"I STOPPED HIM, DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?? I STOPPED HIM, AND I'M NOT GOING TO LET YOU GIVE HIM A REASON TO RETURN!  I STOPPED HIM!  ME!!  AFTER HE KILLED MY WIFE AND MY CHILDREN AND FORCED ME TO WATCH THEM DIE, I STILL STOPPED HIM!!"