Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190204233516/@comment-5543592-20190207003023

"Is it that simple?" Svieva asked. "I know what I am.  When I'm cut I bleed.  I get sick when I overat and hungover when I've drunk.  When I'm happy I sing and I swear when I'm sad.  When I hate someone I kill them and when..." she trailed off looked down at her feet, dangling over the ground, instead saying, "...No, I'm more than that.  I won't feel remorse because I can't.  I wasn't born a monster, he made me this way.  He took that from me.  I need to pay him back for that."