01-05-2018, 11:51 PM
Koal let out a bitter chuckle at the unknowingly loaded question that left Jackets mouth, the humor seemingly not there, instead replaced with a sense of dread. Letting the chuckle die and setting his face back into its brooding default, Koal then held out his hand, palm open and facing upward, as if expecting something. He locked eyes when Jacket gave him a questioning glance, dark eyes flitting down to his hand then back up into the swirling red vortexes that looked far too aged to be attached to a man in his early twenties.
"I changed my mind. I'll take you up on that smoke, if the offer still stands." It was an open ended question, and yet Jacket felt a undertone there, one that left absolutely no room for argument. Fishing around in his pockets again, he flicked a cigarette out of the case in a slightly impressive display of dexterity, catching it and offering it to the raven-haired figure. Looking down, Koal plucked the carcinogen out of the offering hand with long, slender fingers, before channeling his power into his hands. An arc of crimson energy came to life in the space between the Demon's thumb and forefinger, and was used to light the cigarette before it faded back into nonexistence. Taking a long drag, he huffed out the smoke in a taut sigh before he opened his mouth to speak, before closing it again.
"My world... Imagine the worst thing you've experienced, and then imagine that was just the beginning. That's what my life amounted to. I lived under the whip of the Nazi Regime, and they tortured me, broke me.
"They broke me so completely that when I died, I was reborn as this." Koal gestured to his body. It looked fairly normal, and yet now that he was looking for abnormalities...
Koal was a lot more muscular, and in a different way than other people. It looked as if his very body structure was different, built for battle and destruction. His canines were long and sharp, and he recalled the claws that he used in the battles beforehand.
"I sold my soul for the chance to have my vengeance. 'Nothing less than who you are', he said. Give me your soul, and I will make you a force that sows fear and pain into his enemies.'" Koal looked down at himself, his eyes half-lidded and his lip curled in disgust.
"I just want you to know... It wasn't worth it." Those were the last words Koal said before he flicked the butt of his cigarette, and stalked back inside.
"I changed my mind. I'll take you up on that smoke, if the offer still stands." It was an open ended question, and yet Jacket felt a undertone there, one that left absolutely no room for argument. Fishing around in his pockets again, he flicked a cigarette out of the case in a slightly impressive display of dexterity, catching it and offering it to the raven-haired figure. Looking down, Koal plucked the carcinogen out of the offering hand with long, slender fingers, before channeling his power into his hands. An arc of crimson energy came to life in the space between the Demon's thumb and forefinger, and was used to light the cigarette before it faded back into nonexistence. Taking a long drag, he huffed out the smoke in a taut sigh before he opened his mouth to speak, before closing it again.
"My world... Imagine the worst thing you've experienced, and then imagine that was just the beginning. That's what my life amounted to. I lived under the whip of the Nazi Regime, and they tortured me, broke me.
"They broke me so completely that when I died, I was reborn as this." Koal gestured to his body. It looked fairly normal, and yet now that he was looking for abnormalities...
Koal was a lot more muscular, and in a different way than other people. It looked as if his very body structure was different, built for battle and destruction. His canines were long and sharp, and he recalled the claws that he used in the battles beforehand.
"I sold my soul for the chance to have my vengeance. 'Nothing less than who you are', he said. Give me your soul, and I will make you a force that sows fear and pain into his enemies.'" Koal looked down at himself, his eyes half-lidded and his lip curled in disgust.
"I just want you to know... It wasn't worth it." Those were the last words Koal said before he flicked the butt of his cigarette, and stalked back inside.
"...If the soul is left in darkness sins will be committed. The guilty one is not he who commits the sin, but he who causes the darkness.”
-Victor Hugo Les Miserables
-Victor Hugo Les Miserables