Gavin XIII
Sour Candy Sithspawn
Gavin watched the whole conversation, shaking his head... Sera really believed that she could turn people like him and Kezeroth to the light. The Dark was the nature of a monster. And, no matter the dissimilarities, the Thirteenth and the Gen'dai were both absolutely monsters. He holstered his weapon, and stepped out of the shadows.
"We're a dying breed, Lord Barcu. Free monsters. I'm free because I killed my master. It was painful to do, but more painful not to do. It could not slake my bloodlust, though, and it's only a matter of time before somebody decides I'm too dangerous to live. Sith, Jedi, Light, Dark, Gray... It doesn't matter. I can't feel the Force, or touch other people's minds. And it's likely that I will die alone, in a lab somewhere."
The former experiment walked up to help Sera stay standing, and gave a bored look at the cannon on the Gen'dai's shoulder, before looking back up at the masked face.
"I would kill, and kill, and kill, until planets burned into ash, if I thought it would help me escape that fate. But it might not. Honestly, I hate the Jedi and Sith. Not as individuals, but I hate the idea of them. If they didn't exist, I would not exist in this form. I imagine I would be happier in whatever other incarnation I would have been."
Gavin shrugged, and began to slip Sera slowly from Kezeroth's grasp, continuing to talk.
"Honestly, I've tried to find enemies that could totally destroy me, but my hunt has failed. Sith aren't drawn out by my killings, and neither are the Jedi who so enjoy purging our kind. So, there's no point. I'm just trying to not be alone, now. You might not understand."
(Sh*t, that's a long post)
[member="Kezeroth the Malevolent"] [member="Seraphina Shel'tah"]
"We're a dying breed, Lord Barcu. Free monsters. I'm free because I killed my master. It was painful to do, but more painful not to do. It could not slake my bloodlust, though, and it's only a matter of time before somebody decides I'm too dangerous to live. Sith, Jedi, Light, Dark, Gray... It doesn't matter. I can't feel the Force, or touch other people's minds. And it's likely that I will die alone, in a lab somewhere."
The former experiment walked up to help Sera stay standing, and gave a bored look at the cannon on the Gen'dai's shoulder, before looking back up at the masked face.
"I would kill, and kill, and kill, until planets burned into ash, if I thought it would help me escape that fate. But it might not. Honestly, I hate the Jedi and Sith. Not as individuals, but I hate the idea of them. If they didn't exist, I would not exist in this form. I imagine I would be happier in whatever other incarnation I would have been."
Gavin shrugged, and began to slip Sera slowly from Kezeroth's grasp, continuing to talk.
"Honestly, I've tried to find enemies that could totally destroy me, but my hunt has failed. Sith aren't drawn out by my killings, and neither are the Jedi who so enjoy purging our kind. So, there's no point. I'm just trying to not be alone, now. You might not understand."
(Sh*t, that's a long post)
[member="Kezeroth the Malevolent"] [member="Seraphina Shel'tah"]