Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141106144243/@comment-29461586-20141115142631

"...I must leave for a bit." Floyd told Sebastian as Celia took the former's place to help the latter as the Thaumaturge left for some reason without saying a word. He went into the courtyard to loosen some steam.

Unknown to all but himself, Floyd was trying to fight the constant temptation brought about to him with each passing day. He was slipping closer and closer into the concept of darkness once more.

(Flashback: A year earlier...)

"...U-Ungh..." Floyd knelt in front of a mysterious individual who defeated him after a long and grueling battle.

"...I see why... you are infamous..." The former Breton told the deformed Breton.

"Consider yourself lucky, for I don't strike down anyone I deem worthy of a second chance, Floyd."

"..."

"Do you know why I am so powerful?"

"...No."

"Because I live in my own moral code, and do not cling into the pathetic chains that binds society itself.

Peace is a lie... There is passion...

Through passion... You gain strength...

Through strength... You gain power...

Through power... You break free of your chains...

In the end, only victory can ever truly set you free...

Take these words into heart, and you may yet live to see another day. Goodbye, Breton." The deformed Breton then donned his hood and left for the wilderness as he left Floyd to ponder on the words that will haunt him for possibly the rest of his life...

(End of Flashback)

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''Peace is a lie... There is passion...''

''Through passion... You gain strength...''

''Through strength... You gain power...''

''Through power... You break free of your chains...''

In the end, only victory can ever truly set you free...

These words has haunted Floyd ever since he obtained a great amount of power. he still remembered that very moment. The moment he was spared by Mallus Artoria about a year ago when the former apprentice of Tyranus nearly killed him during an confrontation near Chorrol.

The words that continue to ring in the Breton's head constantly echoed in his mind, though he refused to tell anyone about it... Until now.