Ardyn looks down at his hands. Once they had been a healer's hands but now they're a monster's. The weight of ages has turned him into the beast Somnus always claimed he was.
Without thinking about it much he brushes a thumb across his palm, feeling the spot where a metal spike been driven through the bone... one of several that had skewered his body and hung him from the ceiling of a cave on Angelgard for two thousand years.
"My brother did not just take away my flock. He took everything. Everything!"
cw: mentions of torture
"'Frustrating' is too small a word."
Ardyn looks down at his hands. Once they had been a healer's hands but now they're a monster's. The weight of ages has turned him into the beast Somnus always claimed he was.
Without thinking about it much he brushes a thumb across his palm, feeling the spot where a metal spike been driven through the bone... one of several that had skewered his body and hung him from the ceiling of a cave on Angelgard for two thousand years.
"My brother did not just take away my flock. He took everything. Everything!"