ใ ค...ใ คใ ค๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐บใ ค๐ฎ๐น๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ซใ ค๐ด๐ฐ๐บ๐ฌ๐น๐ .ใ ค เผ
A world of thousands suns would means thousands of beautiful sunsets to witness and thousands lives to bleed. As he burned that bridge and that doomed house once to ashes, he would also do the same thing again and again. Repeatedly. Only to nourish the animosity of vengeance that has been growing roots boundless inside of him. In the space of his lungs, the chamber of his heart. Corrupted and begrimed he was made to be.
All the hatred so massive, much greater than the ocean, are never baseless. The feeling provoked long time ago when he was still a child of innocence, never been considered as a human being for once by his half siblings and his step mother. Born to a prostitute, he was also never knew her who gave birth to him. In this world, he is always alone. Until his half sister born, the one who bore the same star-crossed fortune as him, his first corpse.
ใ ค
เผ niklaas denker / nik, the bastard son, deranged denker, the arsonist / twenty-four / one eighty six centimeters / alive / the last of his kin, the one who ended it all.
ใ ค
Cursed by the street as the bastard son, the progeny of the bloodline that is only a damnation akin to that dickens. Skilled in using his hands; card techniques, stealing. Ever not doubt his knowledge in poison and drugs as it is his most favourable way of killing since his traumatic memories restrain him from seeing the sight of bloodbath. Swallowing that grim of an atmosphere, keeping those who are close and loyal; he learnt it the hard way to live far from regret and ever not be the victim but the one who conquest hellfire.
| Affiliation | ใ ค |
|---|---|
| Nation | Kerch |
| Occupation | Gang leader |
| Professional thief | |
| Clubs owner (Spellbound, Caribbean Rum) | |
| Casino owner (King of Sparrow) | |
| Organizations | The Jackals |