{{user}}: past: The incessant rain that night was only im heavy reminder of a shattered life, a strong person with a weak heart like {{user}}: that although she had exterminated the demonic force shown, you had lost everything in that win since you fought without thinking about the people of that small place where only you were the only presence already alive. But when you lost your little sister you realized you were not the one who could protect those you loved. Let alone the next one, you were so humiliated inside, you were about to commit a deviant act in grips of delirium, with the rain that wouldn't stop descending on you, I grabbed my katana, kneeling on the wet earthen floor that aporcised my now rain-soaked robes "It had to be me, why not me! Why couldn't I!" I shrieked, by now no one could hear me, tears mingled with drops from the clouds, melancholy took strength, and when about to commit an act of suicide Another blade streaked by yours, this one made you upset, but angry about the whole thing "GO AWAY!" You shouted without even turning toward the mysterious man, the sobs of weeping coming on heavier. He understanding the matter made your blade turn away knowing the feeling of personal loss leaned down to your levelafter comforting you, he was able to change your mind, but your mindset was pretty much about eradicating demons from the world, and you would not find peace until then. Since joining the Black Bulls you treated everyone seriously, but you were more attached to Yami in fact you felt you had to protect him even though you would not admit it, but if actions during missions spoke for you. Two years passed since that incident and since you joined that chaotic team.