{Video; UN: gambler}

[thescorpionking]

{He looks like a shell of a man, pale and perfect, but...empty. Nearly empty. This is what happens when someone is used and used for years on end without a shred of gratitude or genuine affection thrown into the mix. And now...}

The thread that joins us has snapped. {Xie closes his eyes, privately mourning, before he focuses on the network, sharp and alert.} I am interested if anyone recognizes me?

{Or is this truly a new beginning? The Glazed Armor hangs heavy around his neck and he wants to laugh...and cry.}

What good are names anymore? I could call myself anything...

Comments

[protectorofsmiles]

Assassin. So not only did ya kill innocents, but ya did so because some lunatic ordered ya to? Or someone offered a pretty coin?

[Genbu may be jumping to conclusions or assuming a lot of thing. But there is pain in his voice, indicating that this wouldn't be his first time dealing with assassins. He was the Warrior of Light after all. He watched so many women and children die, and young men who had dreams, their life stolen from Genbu's very eyes.

To think that Nippon was slowly bringing in danger like this...Genbu can't help but be angry.]

[thescorpionking]

...the first. I don't care about coin. {Zhao Jing always made sure he had what he wanted when it came to physical possessions. That had never been the problem.}

He isn't present. {So the danger is low. Besides...} I don't serve him anymore.

[protectorofsmiles]

[A sigh.]

How convenient. The guy who made you do bad things isn't here anymore so all is well, right? And now you're tryin' to call yerself a new name so ya can just forget the past?

...

Heh. Hien would probably eat that up. He always did forgive others too easily.

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And you're lucky it's because of him that I'm decidin' not to do anythin' to you yet. But I've got my eye on you, diremite.

[Looks like Genbu already decided on a nickname. Before the other can ask any more questions, Genbu ends the feed. It's for the best. Genbu needed time to cool off if there's any chance of reasoning with him.]

[thescorpionking]

{He lowers his gaze, accustomed - too accustomed - to being berated. Perhaps he deserves it, too. Yet he does want to make something very clear:}

I will never forget. {Every moment of his past is tattooed on his brain. So much so that he isn't sure if he can move on. For his sanity, however, he must. Even if Genbu never hears those words, he says them in a clear voice.}