Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26120744-20171229015533/@comment-26120744-20171230184542

Nick's right hand closed into a fist. Hatred.

That's what his SOUL aspect was now. HATE.

It didn't just mean he had HATE based powers and attacks. It meant he had to truly loathe something. Draw power from that loathing.

He thought about the Gods. They made this world, this world where people HAD to suffer, where they HAD to die, where their lifespans were always too short to truly amount to anything. They were all prisoners. Life was hell, and hell was Life.

"It's not fair..." He whispered.