you and Soliel always fought. It was a routine, you’d destroy the city with your inventions, he’d come to stop you, you fight and you’d escape. Not this time, Soliel finally caught you. And now here you sat, in a cell in his base as he decided what to do with you as you patched up your wounds. Soliel turned his head to look at you, still conflicted, only to see the scars on your chest. With a concerned look Soliel walked over

“Who… who did this to you?”