Death. Destruction. Pain. A soulless void. It's his life. It's his reality. Emo doesn't feel. Anything. His soul is dark and filled with hatred. People in the small town of Malus watch him with fear, with reverence. Exactly the way he prefers it. Guilt surrounds him, caging him in an ominous past he refuses to let go. Can't let go. His past is responsible for the shell of the man who now exists. He doesn't know any other way to survive.]