A chat for Lynn* to meet my dumb boy Charles Aiden Rente III (A.K.A. Aiden!)

Aiden: Snorts Then why'd you agree to learn how to fight gods?

Lynn: shrugs I thought it would be sexy

Aiden: Snickers Well, my shirt is still off. Is that not sexy enough for ya?

Lynn: raises eyebrow. oh pretty boy, you don’t know me at all

Aiden: Snorts You sure? I could literally force you to tell me anything, using my doot doot magic floot.

Lynn: smirking, arms folded. bet.

Aiden: Smirks You sure you want to test me?

Lynn: laughs I test everyone, pretty boy. Helps to know when they break

Aiden: Snorts Alright, ya asked for it. He plays a short little tune. Now, tell me, what is your full name?

Lynn: shrugs. Lynn Scarlett Halifax

(I just made that up lmao)

Aiden: Laughs, then plays another short tune, releasing Lynn from the spell. So, Lynn Scarlett Halifax.

(Yeah, I figured.)

Lynn: dazed holy shit… I’ve never told anyone that!!

(Yeah, again, done with the typing that stuff out like that.)

Aiden chuckles. "Really, Lynn?"

Lynn holds a hand to their head. “Yeah!!? This is… this is so weird…”

"Trust me, it could get much, much weirder." Aiden snorts, looking at Lynn.

Lynn grins, smirking, still holding her head. “I bet”

Aiden snickers, and a devilish gleam appears in his eyes. "Is that yet another challenge I hear, Miss Halifax?"

Lynn glares, arms folded. Depends on how you interpret it

"I'm interpreting it as a resounding 'yes'." Aiden smirks.

Lynn rolls her eyes. “Alright pretty boy. I guess I should have known better”

"Yeah, you really should have." Aiden hesitates. "Do you want to know something about me, Lynn?"

Lynn sits cross legged on the ground, cocking their head. “Do I?”

"Do you or do you not?" Aiden asks, kneeling in front of Lynn.

Lynn rolls her eyes. “That means I do, smart ass.”

Aiden sighs. "I- I need to start out by saying that everything I'm about to tell you is strictly confidential. Nothing leaves this pocket dimension. Nothing."

He pauses, then continues, pain in his eyes. "I- I tend to overshare, so stop me if I start to, okay? First things first… you need to understand that I'm not the only child my parents had. I had two younger brothers and an older sister… and the story starts when they learned that I contained the Old Blood. The blood of the Ancients. I was 5. They started training me to fight… to kill. And I enjoyed it. Truly, I loved it. It all went wrong 2 years later. I was 7, and I had first started learning combat magic and healing… I-" his voice breaks, and he takes a moment to compose himself again. "I accidentally killed my siblings."

He lowers his head, not even looking at Lynn anymore. He then disappears for a moment as an illusion fades from him, his body covered in scars. The largest one was a burn scar that ran from the base of his neck, down his back and shoulders, ending just above his ankles. "This- this is the scar from that day. You are the first person to have heard of this. From that day, I vowed only to use my strength on gods, and the most harmless of spells and questions. That is why I took away that pain earlier. Why I made it impossible to kill you. I did not need another human life extinguished because of me-" he stops, the gets up, realizing his mistake. He disappears completely, leaving Lynn all alone.

Lynn watches, tears in her eyes as she listens. Slow tears run down her face as she covers her mouth, staring at Aiden with the utmost sympathy. The scars, the look of fear and pain written al over his face. Too much for someone as young as him to endure. She goes to embrace him, tell him everything is okay, that he is okay, that he needs to be there. But then he’s gone. She drops to her knees, crying hot tears into her hands as she thinks about this poor, tortured soul

Aiden slides down his bedroom wall, magically locking his door and sealing it off. Why? Why must I torture myself like this? Eventually, the silent tears stop, and he dries his face, going back to Lynn and immediately wrapping her in a hug.

"Hey, hey… I'm sorry… it's okay…" he murmurs.

Lynn sobs, hugging him back. “Don’t say that. Don’t say sorry. You have. I thing to apologize for.” She sniffs, hugging him tighter. “Please. Please don’t leave. Please don’t lock yourself away. Please”

(He makes me sad!!! :’( )

(AHHHHH- Sorry!)

"Okay… okay…. I won't…" he says, making sure he doesn't accidentally hurt her. Even now, I'm close, very close, to accidentally killing yet another…