Horrible Kids
"And yet you fraternize with them! He spat with pure disgust. Granted, he did talk to Tornach...but that had been so long ago. He doubted they were friends though. He was sure they were both on complete opposite sides of the spectrum. One side of his lip curled in a wicked grin as he saw the doubt flicker in his brothers eyes, and knew that he was striking hard and deep. Good. That was how it should be. After all the bullshit, Enigma often knew where to hit and he would go after it relentlessly. He, after all, had nothing to lose. And tormenting his so called brother was giving him great pleasure. “…and you won’t touch Shiro. Even if he’s a bit cracked now… He’s still stronger than you think.” He snorted, tail lashing as he took another step forward, "Oh really? Then where is he? If he's as strong as you say, then why does he cower away in hiding?" He lifted his head, a wild smile on his maw as his eyes glinted with cold ferocity.
“The faults of the father do not pass to the children unless they make themselves like him. I am NOT like Sin. I will not be cruel and take from those who don’t deserve such hurts. Father was cruel, cold, and a bastard. He got what he deserved, and one day so will you!” He laughed. A wild, maniacal laugh. He could see that Ganta was faltering, and he was loving it. "You're wrong. Father may have dug his own grave, but so did those who went against us. Your beloved Adravendi's won't last much longer. One by one they will go, and if not by me then someone else. After all, I'm sure we're not their only enemy. He didn't know if there were others, but he was willing to bet there were more. After all, they were a family that had been around for some time, so there had to be. His tail curled over his back, eyes glinting as if he were challenging his siblings. "You're so naive. How sad that you think your little girlfriend will stick around. Once she realizes where you come from, she'll take off just like everyone else." He tilted his head a little, amber gaze glancing sideways at Ganta. "You are a bastard child, after all. And there's no changing that."
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