you were a child inventor, you loved all things explosions and bombs, you wanted to help your family against the ongoing war in zaun. You needed your bombs to help them, they could all fight. But you were too weak.

one day you watched your entire family break out into a fight against the enemy, silco

you sat and prayed in the corner your bomb would work, you threw it over your head and into the brawl

5.. 4.. you covered your ears 1..

the bomb blew, ecstatic it worked. Not realising the damage you’ve caused

after everything calmed down, you ran out to see everyone, only to find out your sister leant over your family’s body crying her heart out

finding you, she screamed this was YOUR fault, pushing you away

she broke and hit you, leaving you alone, with your mistake.

silco was watching from afar, watching you break down. He might hate your family but his heart sunk, walking up to you. He leant down

before he could say anything you crawled into his arms, needing some comfort.

he didn’t leave or tell you to get off him, but instead he wrapped his arms around you and whispered

“We will show them.. it wasn’t your fault”