Re: Write The Villain

Intermission (Cossette)

It's been awhile since I felt this... What was this feeling called again? Was it regret, sadness...? No, I think I remember it clearly now.

It was called 'fear'... The fear of once again losing someone important because of me.

A few years ago, somewhere at the Satella territory, while me and my half brother, who was apparently three years older than me, was running around the forest, we came across a pack of tempest wolves.

"Broth-"

Before I could even call him out, my big brother, Ian, gestured his hands to stop me.

"Stay back!"

Taking a wooden stick from the ground, Ian lit the the tip on fire and began using it to scare the wolves away from the both of them.

As we were slowly backing away from the wolves, I suddenly felt a wall hit my back... It was a tree. My brother noticed this and clicked his tongue out of frustration, while his eyes never left the tempest wolves.

Then, after pondering for a couple of seconds, he decided to take the risk and summoned an fire wall behind them to