That particular day his mind had been distracted. He was hanging out near the river, gazing into the water to stare at his reflection. He was slowly becoming proud of the mark that gleamed in the water to show it across his left eye. It was proof that he'd always defend his name and his father's name. So why would he be ashamed of it? Just because he happened to get the scar from a woman he once considered his aunt? If she dared to even try and talk to him again, he'd only accept an apology. He'd forgive but never forget, that much he had learned before his father. It was better that way, but Karpos couldn't help but feel guilty abut it so he glanced away from the river.
Was he turning into a monster? It felt like it. He rarely ever felt bad anymore, but had been consumed by anger when he was not in a good mood. Always anger, never sadness or pity. Happiness did show most of the time but that was always when he thought or talked about his future. His future was so bright he'd have to wear shades. He walked away from the water with his eyes trained on the ground as he plopped onto his stomach and thought as he looked up at the moon. The night had approached rather fast and there was a giant full moon in the sky. He couldn't help but grin. Part of him thought about going to see his uncle @Lachesis but he didn't want to disturb the man if he was asleep.