"Just another push and another shove, nothing better to do than be hungry," He said. He leans back on the chair and laughs his head off, he should know. This will be inevitable, he wonders what it would be like if he wasn't like this. No matter what happens, nothing will change. "Sooner or later he'll crave more than just a nibble of despair," He said. "Perhaps it is when you distance yourself from your own family, who are very loving towards you." She said and looked at him. "Guide, Guide, Guide. Loving or not, I do not know of such an embrace, there is nothing more than to feel something so cruel and despicable. He'll understand one day. There is no control unless he talks to others about it. We both know it won't happen, he will shut himself out and try not to make others worried about him. Otherwise, he'll crack and won't notice until it's too late." He said and caressed Guides' cheek. "I'm not kind, as I've forgotten about it. I lost empathy and compassion, nothing more than a greedy Demon Lord. No more of a sector that take control of the negativity. Isn't this a nice position to have," He said to her. Guide shakes her head, "It feels lonelier than anything else," She said to him.

He chuckles and pulls her closer, "Feeling lonely is wonderful, nothing about it wouldn't be so perfect and beautiful," He said. Guide can't help but sigh. Who knew someone like that kid would turn out to be like him one day. Such a sad reality when it comes to how no one control such a thing. But hold on, how can he have such a thing? Then it hit her, his father has his horns out when he's angry, sure it isn't really power worthy, but it is something, then his mother who has no comfort skills at all. Guess that's inheritary. "Nothing makes sense doesn't it, don't try making any sense of it," He said to her. "I'm just a Guide, I suppose nothing will ever change for the better. Even if he wanted to," She said with sympathy. He shakes his head and looks at his self as a 4-year-old, happily drawing on a piece of paper. "Look! It's me, mom, dad, other mom, Miss Jackie and my little siblings!" He exclaimed, his tail wagging happily. "Such an innocent soul," Guide said and pets him. "Indulge more into it, otherwise another tragedy," He said. Deep down he knows nothing will ever change, the more distance he gets, the more he feels like it's in ecstasy, feeling all high from the drug.

Guide looks at him, no light but a snake tattoo showing on his shoulder. The same one he got when he was 16, but it is just the future self talking. The original wouldn't know about it, unless he's broken down into pieces. Then, that way, he'll know. "Don't think as if that is the answer, the boy that I was is long gone, so will the original. He can't change fate unless he fixes a bit of himself," He said, Guide sigh and looks at him. "A child shouldn't hold this much responsibility," She said, "Yet he is with no permission got himself a tattoo," He said. He is devoid of anything but negativity.

'I suppose there is no changing his mind about it, I'm just a Guide to you and to him,' Guide thought, looking at him. What an absurd thought. There is no choice when it comes to it.

Seppe groans and feels his arm numb. "So much for saying it painless," Seppe mutters. He looks at his new tattoo, he's proud to have it. If he can't have a pet, why not have a snake tattoo? He chuckles to himself and walks out of his room putting on his hoodie, no way would he walk around and have them discover something like this. He would get yelled at for something as marking his body this young. He looks around and sees his younger sister propped on the floor eating junk. "Allie? The fuck happened to you?" He asked her. Alisa looks away, "Why do you care? Are you going to tell me how much dread I have?" She asked him. Seppe doesn't mind that, he wants to hurt others, like he's been hurting constantly with these negativity and pity parties. "I won't just tell me the fuck happened?" He asked her. Alisa sighed and looks away from him. Who knew he can be caring whenever he wants.

Seppe wipes off the sweat as he has beaten a couple of them in the arena. "So, feel anything?" Mason asked him, sporting a badge, 'Honorary member,' Seppe shakes his head. "Nothing, nothing at all, it just feels therapeutic, it gives me some ecstasy," Seppe said. At this point, he's a lost cause. A lost cause that it soon be going deeper to be what he was afraid to become. "Sounds like an anger issue alright," Mason said and sigh. "Dude, are you even okay? Since when did you get yourself a tattoo? Or even go to this demon only fight club?" Mason asked him. Seppe shrugs, "Why bother, all of what I've been doing is to make myself grounded. If I don't, I'll forever be like this," Seppe said. Mason shakes his head, "You definitely changed buddy, I don't know if I'm able to recognize you as my buddy," Mason said and looks away. "Sorry to make you feel that way. I'll make it up to you, I promise," Seppe said and smiles a bit. Mason chuckles, at least some things doesn't change.