For as long as I remember, my happiness drifted on a boat with holes in its sail. Since my revival into this once beautiful world, my memories flowed without a sense of emotion, thus leaving me without the notion to feel for others. Searching for these feelings were no easy task, it was as if I were learning to walk again. I let these emotions come naturally, one day again I would feel them once more… I was patient then. When my adventures took me to the Hellmouth, my searching for these once kinder emotions took a major turn. It was all about survival then, but something within me kept searching for those emotions, instead of finding the true nature of happiness, the Hellmouth brewed a concoction of bitterness, fear and hate. As each of my fire-team members fell to the Hive spawn, a fourth was stirred into the brew… Sadness.
-Diary fragment 1. Source: Morn, Eris. Class: Hunter. CORRUPTION PLEASE STANDBY.