Soul D12 {cbd #1}

Soul
Eighteen
Male
District 12

Time didn't matter. It ceased to exist the moment Soul stepped up to the plate. A cocky grin plastered across his face. Hidden beneath his blue eyes was a demon waiting to pounce at anyone stepping in his way. Soul stood proud as he glanced at his own reflection. A collection of dust ate away at him, yet none of that compared to the reality of it all. A scrawny boy trapped in a world where nobody cared. A heartless being laughing at those who fell behind. A minority scuffing against the cold ground pleading for a chance to survive. But none of them understood the meaning of life.

Learning from his past mistakes, Soul carefully planned his every move. Staying out of the sunlight leaving his skin a ghostly pale, his movements were timed. Harsh and violent words slithered past his lips devour the prey quickly. A mastermind at setting traps. Whether it was mental or physical - tying knots for a living had proven itself a worthy hobby. Catching those who tried to deceive him in lies, Soul thrust himself forward. Striding quickly towards them until all he heard was a silent scream.

Contradictory to his name, Soul was soulless, and he took it upon himself to haunt every single person left alive.

All he left people with was a single warning.

Mess with me, and I'll show you the meaning of nightmares.


Appearance
Stands 5'7
Weighs 130 pounds
Very pale
Gets headaches very easy
Blue eyes
Brown hair
Has scruffy facial hair
Oval shaped face
Prominent jawline
Large nose
Tiny lips