Draiss stared at the body, and felt some of the memories coming back, panic and never ending pain, and simply blasting out, a massive firestorm that wrapped around the world, again and again, ensuring nothing was here as he desperately tried to shed his form. "I did it immediately upon arriving, reflexively. The memories of meeting and then burning them are nothing more than self made fragments that I made up to hide the truth from myself."<br/><br/>He gestured, twisting energies he had already gotten used to, attempting to summon balefire to him. Nothing happened, and he shook his head, releasing the energies even though nothing happened. "No, the decision to abandon this weakness was a mistake. Destroying it would be another. I never grew up, did I? I am still that terrified teenager that came home and found the skinned and raped remains of his mother on the bed, aren't I? Nothing has changed, no improvements have been made. Still screaming in horror at what I found before me, before obliterating the house in a terrified attempt to forget. Not maturing, no better a murderer than the Marilith, if not worse, at least she had a purpose behind her actions."