[Sarah54321]

"You're not meant to live. Stop getting up, demon."

Muddy water mixed with the deep crimson blood of the zeran that laid below him. He dug the sword in deeper, hearing the younger one cry out in pain. It sounded nice, so nice. The hyattr with red laws slowly grinned, before wrenching the sword out from the young man's chest. With a horrendous screech, the zeran rolled over just paritally, making a few more dying breaths. Swiftly, the hyattr stomped down upon the creature's legs, with a loud crack coming from that area.

"You're not leaving. After all of that your family did to me, you still stood against me and tried to fight honorably? What sort of idiot are you?" He kicked them afterwards, again and again. Even when the body stopped moving, he didn't stop the assault until he knew that the other was dead. Gripping his sword tightly, he just put on a mad grin, before spreading his wings out, lifting his head and letting out a howl, a laugh that sounded like the last of his innocence fleeing from his very throat.

Long ago, he would have forgiven the zeran. Long ago, he would have forgiven anyone. However, time passed, and injuries were ripped back open. HIs love, his light, they slowly vanished from his eyes. Those that were corrupted were hunted down, seen as blemishes to the world. That was when he lost the friend that he saw as his most precious one. It wasn't like he didn't see it coming. When he heard about the hunt, he ran, flew until he got back to where his dearest friend was.

But he was too late.

When he got there, they'd already taken care of him, of the other corrupted that were in the area. The hyattr couldn't handle it. He lashed out, and somehow, he survived that fight. No matter how strong he was, he couldn't bring that friend back, however.

It was fine, this was fine. He'd go to Lazarus soon, and greet those that he lost, right?

By the will of Hyatt, he would destroy anything in his path until then.