<span style="color: purple">"I never tried to pick a fight with anyone but Ras, and that was just to prove that him calling himself a god didn't mean anything to me. For all the others I just..." </span>Vyre let out a soft sigh and looked to the sky once outside.<span style="color: purple"> "I don't know why I'm telling you this, it's none of your business but, but having a faceless person to talk to, someone I'll never have to speak to again and that I can just forget about in a week. It's strange. I grew up being transferred from one foster home to another... actually, I'll save you the story. I don't want friends, I was taught and raised to believe that friends would only slow me down, that the first thing an enemy would target would be my friends and loved ones. If I made everyone else hate me I would only have Ibara, I would be able to love and protect her completely... That's what I used to believe, but after Ras and seeing inside his mind, I don't know what to believe anymore."</span>She shook her head a bit and laughed.<span style="color: purple"> "I'm a sad excuse for a person, even by High Borne standards I'm pretty pathetic. I wonder just how far I can go to improve my life."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>