Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20150109212250/@comment-5583506-20150128031434

"Sidion..."

"Hmm? What?!" said the creature and jumped up from the fallen pillar he had been resting on.

Mara sat quietly on a stone, holding the children close to her. "Is this really all that you are? A servant to the cause of evil?"

"What do you mean?" he sneered.

She looked at him somberly. "I do not know what grudges you bear against Varg, but I reckon they must be strong, if it has driven you to... do this..."

"The bastard killed me twice already, so I don't see why I shouldn't bear any grudge?"

"You ate people!"

"So did he!" growled Sidion. "Are we really that different?! Just because he favoured the taste of bandits and outlaws in his wolfish form while I hunted down farmers and maidens fair. That makes me evil?" He shrugged. "I guess it does. But hey... fuck it anyhow! It's all just a matter of perspective! Humanity is evil! They hated me! They hated... us! Half-gods!"

There was a glimpse in Sidion's eyes she hadn't seen before, and she wasn't sure whether she liked it or not. It may just have been the ramblings of a broken madman, but for a brief moment she almost caught the sign of intelligence deep within his eyes.

"You weren't even born yet!" snarled Sidion. "You have no idea what it was like back then! While normal children had parents to grow up with, Varg and I only had each other! Sons of Sithis! When we accidentally showed our powers to the citizens of Anvil, they immediately shunned us. Hated us! Regarded us as freaks of nature! Two young boys who barely knew what the hell they were themselves!"

He made a brief pause. She looked at him worryingly.

"Of course honourable Varg had to show the people that he was what he is: just an obedient lap dog. He demonstrated his powers and explained to them how they could be put to good use and of course the city guard took advantage of this. Had him devour a bandit tribe or two while they cheered him on. I on the other hand could only see what would eventually come. One day when Varg had been of enough use to them they would shackle him as just another prisoner and have him executed for what he was: a half-god."

He smiled. "And I think Varg has told you what happened the days before the two of you met."

She nodded.

"He was imprisoned", filled Sidion in. "My predictions came true. Humanity is not to be trusted! I knew this from the very start and therefore I saw it fit that I would strike first before they killed me! Who could do any less? I killed at random, every human being was a threat to my very existence... and... and I will have to admit that I didn't like to do it in the beginning. Not at first. It just sort of happened that it became a daily chore for me to kill a human or two."

"But..."

Sidion saw that Mara wanted to say something, but he interrupted her. "And one day I... I..." He swallowed and made a gulping sound. "I just got so hungry. I didn't know why... And there were a fresh bunch of farmhands killed in front of me. I didn't know what came over me in that moment. I just..."

He breathed out loudly. "From that moment on, it felt as if that was the only thing I could eat. I don't know. Maybe my hatred for mankind wanted to see them utterly destroyed... by consumation?"

Mara couldn't help, but feel some sort of sympathy for this monster. Though she knew that now there was only blackness in his heart, she had seen vague glimpses of the man he could have been. A man like Varg, his brother... A just man, who would perhaps not be overly fond of humanity, but would nevertheless risk his life in order to save them. Somehow a part of her wanted to believe that even Sidion could be changed. For better or for worse...