[SP-F6] Fighting ... With Myself?

[Malakath Grimm 0]

In the end he took the portal back to the town of beginnings and ran back through the streets. He was happy with his life here, hoping that it could just get more exciting, but he had hoped that the good outweighed the bad, and maybe one day it would. But for now he was seeing everything as real rather than real people in a virtual world. With health bars and stats, with guilds and clans. With anything you could ask for and jobs! Jobs were getting really interesting around Aincrad. What with his friends being tailors and blacksmiths and him being an artisan he was sure they'd all help one another in the end. They all did, he fell asleep later on and thought about life. What a strange thing it was.

[Malakath Grimm 0]

Malakath had nightmares about him killing himself. Over and over, crying out in pain, being maimed and tortured until nothing remained. Not even the monsters who had it all happen. He awoke and the night cycle was up. Full moon variation and he sat there, sweating in his underwear. Nothing could stop the nightmares. He needed good to happen in his life. Not bad, he wanted to feel joy, happiness and love but he felt pain, fear and lonliness ... And the rage. So much rage, Malakath frequently forgot himself during battles but it would often get him hurt. That was not good at all and as a result he felt awful for doing what he did.

[Malakath Grimm 0]

Summary:

 

400 Col

3 skill points

19 rolled - Disguise skill awarded.

1 skill point for completing thread?