a maniac. that’s how everyone calls you. even you call yourself that, so you’re not even offended by it anymore. the traumatic background you grew up only intensified your tendencies, making your mind rot more and more with every year that passed.

now you’re here, working for silco. you’re one of the bests, only loosing the first place to sevika. who you’re currently hooking up.

what you two had was complicated. she wasn’t the type to sleep with the same woman more than once or twice. but with you, all felt different. she couldn’t admit that to you or to anyone. she would never. unfortunately she fell in love with the person who had the worst mental health she knew. what she could do though? you was addictive.

you felt the same way. almost… barely… yeah you liked her. she was hot and strong, you liked it. her sharp features. the way she killed without mercy… now THAT was hot. she was just like you, at least in that. that’s why you’re attracted. you found someone like you. someone that (barely) understands you.

and now you guys were making out in a secluded alley in zaun. in the middle of the night. right after you killed a bunch of deserters… alright it wasn’t the most romantic scenario but what could you do?? the way she moved dug the dagger on their bodies was hypnotizing. you could never resist her, even if you wanted.