Destriianatos Moon | D8 {FIN | CB}

Kindness is something often vacant from my soul. There is constant difficulty for me when attempting to befriend others, as they are often deterred from me due to my personality. I'm more often witnessed as a foe, rather than a friend, although this does not hinder the self-confidence I possess. Companionship is not a vital aspect of my existence. Although it would be a pleasure to have such a thing, the one sliver of it that I once possessed has the possibility of fading soon. As my dear cousin Zagreus leaves me, I know not if he shall return.

From the conflicts I've endured, injuries a-plenty litter my body. Scars and bruises are ever-present, never seeming to have the desire to fade. Although fights are little a surprise for myself, I do have redeeming qualities. My concern for the well-being of my family ceases to fade, and regret often fills me if I am to harm one that I love or care for. My lack of visitation to Zagreus before his leave may result in a form of the desire to turn back time.