Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190401165541/@comment-30014014-20190403223853

Joseph’s demeanour shifts. His jovial tone, turned upside down. A grave aura churns in the space surrounding him.

Even his mask, so often depicted in a cheering shade, breaks its line to a melancholy “I appreciate your attempt to make equal grounds. I truly do. However, the thing which I hide behind this mask of mine is a sight mine shouldn’t be beholden to. A scar of a past. A wound. A malediction That never should have been...”

He raises his hand to his mask “I cannot bear another soul to plunge in the depths of my scarred visage without a proper context, for they risk, in this world especially, to be scarred by the path I sought to diverge from”