NoXNoXThe question remains, what am IExisting on the fringe of realityOn a razor's edge, the end is nigh Sitting, questioning my moralityIm not of bloodYet not of mindCan't escape realities floodMy company's leaving me behindI'll be forgottenLeft in the escapades of youthWhen found again the corpse will be rotten Words to describe my time will be uncouthDescribing me An endless paradoXI'm a subconscious deity To the world, I am NoX
Vicissitude~ Chapter 3: MartyrdomPeople say I'm aggressive to the point sadism. This... this isn't exactly true. I'm violent when violence works, im passive when direct conflict isn't the best choice, so when I approached the door of tyreseus's shop to confront my the assassins, my state of mind wasn't to kill or maim or even attack, it was peaceful, let them do with me what they want until the moment where violence will have the greatest effect.My hand reached for the iron handle, the smooth metal was a nice, if brief change, from the particularly sharp pieces of metal I was generally confronted with. I pulled the door back as I would for any guest, my face however told a