[center][h1][color=green]Keriss, The Suffering One[/color][/h1][/center]

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Keriss gets done killing a bunch of ghouls and lower demons and like an angsty teen cries for attention from her parents. However, with dramatic irony in play, she does not know that her parents are gone.
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There she was, a lost soul standing among a field of corpses, watching them with anger piercing their very beings. It was then that Keriss realized how long it had been since she had spoken to her mother or father, feeling abandoned almost. However, she knew that they were watching over her and that they would protect her on her crusade.

The Demi-God took a deep breath before turning and beginning to walk through the field of corpses, demons and ghouls laying on the ground with their limbs torn from their bodies. Blood, viscera, decay. Those were the only things that accompanied Keriss on her walk through the new graveyard, the new solemn field of silence where the chaos beings lay in death. She still held no weapon, no armor, just herself and her crown of thorns given to her by Vulemera herself, the only thing convincing her that her mother still watched over her. The Suffering One stopped over a corpse of a ghoul before kneeling down to it.

[color=green]”I know it not your fault to be one of chaos, however, it is my duty to eliminate you and your kind.”[/color] 

She reached out and touched the deceased being with her hand, touching its skin before moving to the being’s neck. Her grip tightened before she stood and put a foot on the ghoul’s back, ripping of the chaos being’s head with little effort. Keriss examined the head before raising it into the air with one hand, letting out a roar to signal her victory over the forces of chaos once more. 

With a flick of the tongue, Keriss scented the the air before turning back to see one of the ghouls attempting to crawl away, its legs now bloodied stumps. It let out small cries to hope that some of its own kind to come and fight the Destroyer of Chaos. Suddenly it began crying it out in something this being would never have felt before, pain. A shadow came over it, wings spread and pure black eyes. Keriss laughed before tossing her newly gotten trophy to the side. Grabbing the ghoul, Keriss lifted the ghoul before throwing it to ground. She repeated the same process twenty times and another tenth until she knew all of its bones had been shattered, finally another twenty out of fun.

Keriss laughed, lifting the body again and throwing to the ground again almost out of madness. Her laughs seemed to be growing more and more deranged, the corruption of her being showing itself as she repeated throwing the ghoul to the ground. The laughter turned into angered roars and the angered roars turning into crying. Another throw to the ground made her collapse with the ghoul she killed.

[color=green]”Mother, father. Give me a sign that you still watch over me! Show yourselves and make yourselves once more! I cannot win this war without you!”[/color] Keriss cried out, a mixture of anger and sadness coming to her as she tried to understand why her parents refused to hear her pleas for attention. Why would they ignore their daughter that they had created to fight in a war that wasn't truly hers? Why would the Suffering One have to survive her own suffering when it was her job to make the Chaos suffer, not herself. 

Keriss felt tears go down her scales, she needed to understand why she had been abandoned and why the only thing she could do to release her frustration was to kill and cause pain. This existence was one that was challenging on her, mentally and yet never physically. This existence was one that slowly killing her on the inside. Was this an unknown ability of the Chaos? This ability of attrition on the mind, her mother’s domain. There Keriss sat in tears. 

Tears, no tomorrow.

Pain, a new beginning.

Suffering, her existence.