Shield Hero, but hopefully Heroic

[X] Ask for advice from William Blackwood. You need to deal with your issues and grief, and so far he seems trustworthy and most importantly genuine.

You were self aware, so much that it hurt. You knew you were slowly collapsing, and you were exhausted.

You gave a shuddering breath, Bla... No, William, looked in concern and for a brief moment another man was in his place. Your father briefly looked at you with sad eyes under his glasses, stress lines running down his face. His immaculate suit ruined by bullet holes and blood. You felt sick. Before you knew it you started talking.

"I died alone you know." You said this, almost in a terrified wimper. You were so pathetic. How dare you tremble in your boots? "I was afraid at the end. I wanted to live, just to see the sun one more time, to eat new foods, to have fun, just to live beyond surviving. It was only after I woke back up did I realize how selfish I was, I should have died in that ditch alone". You were quiet, but your voice didn't waver. William let you continue silently and for that you were grateful. "I find it almost laughable that I'm supposed to be a hero in this world you know? I'm quite possibly the worst failure there is, I couldn't protect anybody let alone myself." You paused suddenly to give a bitter laugh. "It's ironic being the Shield Hero in a cruel way. My first enemy, a warlord named Aoi, found perverse pleasure in torturing me. Deliberately breaking me down. Don't get me wrong, it started at just being business but for both of us it got personal really fast, long story short I broke him, smashing him apart. I felt joy, breaking his body before I felt deep shame and ended his suffering. What a hero I am, a crippled mess who cant help but feel joy in the act of murder." You grimaced at that. The permanent damage in your mind; your bloodlust seeping through the cracks of your self control.

You were avoiding speaking about the thing that's ripping you apart. "I had a daughter you know... She wasn't my real daughter, but she saw me as basically her mother so it fit. She was a shelter kid, abandoned by her real family who couldn't afford to take care of her. I met her completely by chance as she took refuge in a building I randomly decided to scope out. She started stalking me really clumsily after our first meeting where I didn't... Give off the best impression. I felt horrible so I took pity on her more and more to the point where I took her in, fed her, taught her she was my daughter in all but blood." You started to visibly tremble, as the full weight of your failure crushes you.

"I was pretty infamous for taking out Aoi. People avoided my 'territory' like the plague, and it made me arrogant. I thought I was safe, until someone finally came to challenge my dominance. I failed, and my challenger went after the thing that would hurt me the most. Saki, my precious daughter. While I did eventually make it through and escaped with Saki my failure showed itself in its horror. They blinded my daughter, and I was showed how weak I really was. I couldn't protect my daughter or myself. Now they want me to protect the world here, what a sick joke." You were depending on a Warlord even now to see to her needs. Truly you were worthless beyond measure, who's even to say Takami would even hold up his end of the deal now that you're no longer there. You were oh-soo sure, but you were deluding yourself weren't you? Truly you are the worst.

You were suddenly embraced by William. "I have no words. My life, my travels and even my spiritual knowledge fail me here but I know one thing. It wasn't your fault it ended up this way. Children shouldn't suffer at the hands of adults. I'm sorry Yukihime, I'm so sorry. The pain of losing a loved one isn't something that just goes away, but it wasn't your fault. I'm sorry that the Gods keep placing these burdens upon you my child. It's... It's not going to be alright, but you're still so young Yukihime, things will get better I promise even if it takes a while... Oh Victor, what should I do?"

You haven't cried since your dad died, but all this made you sob and weep like a little kid. You didn't believe him entirely, that things weren't your fault and that you weren't worthless trash but... Even if he was telling you lies (which you know he wasn't) it made you feel... Better. You haven't felt truly good in a long time but having someone believe in you like this was... Nice. It reminded you of dad.

Truthfully... You were so... Tired.

You fell asleep in the slightly panicking monk's arms. He's a very safe and trustworthy individual you found out.

[X] You dream of the War.

[X] The last time you saw Father.

[X] Saki wants to play.

[X] You dream of Aoi's death.


Man, you guys really are hitting all the 'Hurt/Comfort' options here. It's sweet, I was really expecting more people to go with the Confucius removal of attachment route. On a less happy note, you know that your character hates two people more than anything in the world! Herself and Aoi.