Oho, request from DarkBlaziken! An acrostic about Raven, the Sublime Mercenary. Enjoy.
a frozen soul.
Time and time again, the question had passed through his mind, like a storm of piercing gales,
Hard and cold like steel or ice, a painful vice that would never relinquish its grip of malevolence—
Endless, angry pleas for an answer: "Why? Why has this been done to me?"
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Steel. It was that one symbol that could represent all that he felt, all he had suffered and come to understand, the hard way
Until now, he could still feel the echoes from his past, screams of anger and torment he had once not understood,
But now comprehended with a steel-cold empathy that left him hungering for fire.
Left to die. Left to become nothing but ashes, at the age of nine.
It was a day that has been branded into my memory permanently, a scar that will remind me of their cruelty, forever
My home and family. My entire life. I will never understand, but it will not go unresolved.
Even a weak young boy can hold a vendetta; even a "helpless upper-class brat" can bring closure, by whatever means necessary.
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My blood has become a river of ice, my heart just a steel machine
Each step I take is down the path towards my revenge, towards a deadened future that I cannot turn away from
Regardless of the little joys I have seen, the tiny reasons for my life to go on without burden, my cause has me in its grip, sharp like razor claws
Cutting into my heart, deeper and deeper, until I finally quench it
End it with a single stroke, a single murder—and that will be the end of my purpose
Nothing else has to be done. Only to accord the rightful fate to that man
A cruel man who robbed me of my future, thirteen years ago, and left me
Restless for an eternity, or until the deed is done, a fate formed for me
Years ago, years that echo in my memory.
Because it's an acrostic. Yeah. You get the point.