"I'll just set you in the scene then. My father, never was there for me and my sister. Always working for the government, never home. So, I suppose you could say she hates his guts more than I do. So with that being said, she doesn't hate me." I then pause for a bit, struggling to go on. "He was ordered to kill her, and he no longer saw her as a daughter in his eyes, but an enemy." I pluck more grass.<br/><br/>"That night I snuck out to her execution, guild members were already at the court yard fighting the government off...She had a high role in the guild." I pause again throwing the grass in the air. "My father happened to be in the wrong place, at the wrong time...We were both wearing a helmet of course, it was a close duel, swords clashing, as if we were dancing with eachother."<br/><br/>"Ten minutes later, he's dead...I take his helmet off and there my dad was...The government soon found out I was a traitor...Unfortunately I couldn't save my sister and high tailed it out of there." I then sigh and close my eyes.