“What did you do to them?” (We need to interact friendo! :D)

_{it was always the same questions when he got caught. what did he do? what was he? and the most important one was just why. truth be told, the old song, and dance got boring. he would give vague answers, usually cause more damage, and then somehow manage to get away ( though not-with out causing much more collateral damage than needed ).}

_{the reason was due to that unnecessary itch that always was under his skin. sometimes, drinking could get it under control, but most of the time it involved stating it ( usually by killing or torture ) . thus, ky had found a few low-lives ( people who wouldn’t be really missed ). sure, they had families – possibly had people who cared for them -, but they would suffice for his amusement.}

_{the only problem was he wasn’t expecting anyone else to show up. least of all so soon. luckily for them – they would survive ( if just barely ). it was an improvement at least, but at least ky was learning to have standards when things got too bad ( even if his moral compass was a roulette wheel that only had one good marker on it ).}

_{“does it matter?” he finally asked, hands slipping into his back pockets as if this was a a-kin normal conversation for him ( and it was in his mind ). “i practically grazed them.” though, ky doubted anyone would call what he put the two guys through simply a graze. then again, he didn’t care that much either about his actions ( at least for the moment ). “— they’ll live.”}

_{// @wcbs}

❝Death is great for the appetites❞

_{maybe if he actually needed to eat it would have been. maybe then he would have known what true hunger was like, but hadn’t felt anything like that in years. “— you say that, but i don’t believe it.” no, maybe he’d never feel real hunger, and maybe it was for the best. at least in his case.}

“Let go of me!”

_{ky knew he had been pushing his limits with the hunter. even more so these days. more importantly, he dug his nails into dean’s flesh with a grin – no, he wasn’t going to let go of him. not now and most certainly not anytime soon. not until he calmed down.}

_{“you know me by now, dean. i’m doing what’s in your best interest.”}

“i’m not apologizing.”

_{“— and?” he didn’t expect them to. why would he? after-all, he long passed the idea that anyone ( human or otherwise ) would actually be sorry or even apologize for anything. it wasn’t in their nature ( wasn’t even in his either at any rate ).}

❝Want a balloon?❞

_{“— want to be thrown into a volcano?” not that ky would ever throw thor into one, but he was just simply doing what he always did. throwing out threats because it was easier than anything else. “i hear a few are needing sacrifices lately.”}

“i shouldn’t have ever trusted you.”

_{“well, i’m a demon – that’s sorta in the fine print.” once, he would have maybe made the attempt to gain that trust back. to give her pizza, drinks, and a very nice night. now? well, he knew he’d have to do far more than that – especially since she found out about his little friend ( who he never thought was a problem ).}

_{“trusting my kind is a mistake… usually.” though, what he meant to say was most of the time, but he wasn’t going to admit that. not right now at least. “i said that i’d never hurt you an’ i want. you have my word on that.”}

❝Only enemies speak the truth❞

_{“the truth is complex; harder to shift around than lies.” most would have used lies – so much easier to twist to one’s needs. on the other hand, they were clunky, and sometimes could be seen through. the truth, however, it was another story entirely. it could do far more harm than good – a reason to why he was hoping to avoid doing too much damage ( even if it was more or less inevitable ). “ sometimes, it’s needed to get a point across…. enemy or not.”}

❝Oh no, praying is great, without it the thumbscrews and the Iron Maiden probably never would have been invented❞

_{he leaned his head back on the bed with a grunt. he wasn’t in the mood to have this discussion at the moment, but he wasn’t going to deny dean a reply. at least… for the moment. though, as for anything else? that would depend on if his mood changed as he spoke. “praying is idiotic. no one hears the prayers – an’ if they do? they are ignored.”}

“ Ky’lar James Richardson~ ”

_{rage. anger. hatred.
that full name was something he never could get rid of. maybe at time he could have, but these days? not so much. no, instead, all ky could do was bottle up everything until it bursted out like a lava flow.
usually, he was able to control himself for a while, and even let names simply go ignored. the only problem was this was his full name – the one he hated so very much. the same one that proved just how human he was.}

_{“who gave you P̴͙̙͚̋̉̏̅̂̔͘̕E̵̺̽̈̓̇̈́̚͠Ŗ̶̡̡̜͇̘͎̮̤̼̻̞̻͛̋̓͌͜M̵̛̖͓͉̜͖̹̈́̌͐̀̋̈̉̓̊̌̈́͘I̶̳̮͊͒Š̶̡̫̫̮͔͙̭̘͚̠̌́͜S̶̨̤̼͈͈͓̻̝̳̰͑̌̇͊̀́͌͐͘͠Ì̴͈̩̙̩̟͕̌̋̈͐̔̽͛̓̈͊̑̕͝͠O̴̡̨͙͙̪̥̘̹̜̼̗̲̼͌̾̿ͅN̴̡̲̫̜̝̼̥͚̩͔̙͎̩͕̬͑̊̒͋̽͋̎̀́̈̀͊̕͠͠ to say that name?”}

_{not that it mattered much – he’d find out eventually, but for now – ky’lar was just pissed off. that never was a good thing, but for now? oh, that meant making sure death was right in his place. since ky was not just going to make the horseman suffer for this, but everyone as well. just for his own amusement.}

_{// @letcm}

how is ky a savior?

_{alright; this is short as i gotta go to the store, but here we go~}

_{there is the definition of one – ky can play the ROLE of one when he choses to. more specifically, he has a god complex}

_{one, that i can believe can be attributed to his grandfather ( and great grandfather /god ), but let’s not get into that little bit of information.}

_{with that being said, ky can play the ROLE of saving someone; redeeming them, giving them A WAY to go – making sure that they are on the RIGHT ( from a certain point of view ) path.}

_{it’s all a GAME to him; work with someone long enough and they start to TRUST you ( more so a familiarity that i personally call trust ). once that happens….he STRIKES.}

_{now, this could be in several ways, but NORMALLY when ky plays as a savior it’s for the LONG-con. meaning, he’ll have to WORK at it for months to years – he KNOWS what he’s getting into, but sometimes he LOSES himself along the way.}

_{in short, he’s a FALSE savior, but rarely takes on the MANTLE of one unless he KNOWS he can pull it off.}