It was so long ago, I don't even remember who they were...
Born in Alexandria, Roesia lost her parents at a young age; collateral from gang related violence. Being an impoverished family they were soon forgotten for good. Whisked away by the vanguard into a special training division she soon found her new home and family.
The power is intoxicating, I feel so strong.
As a member of the Vanguard's experimental training project, she received the best. Moral questions could be raised over training children to be soldiers, but who cared? They were only orphans after all. Taught to utilize feral souls and given an abundance of regular ones to facilitate their training they were forced to fight to the death again and again.
Abuse of feral souls altered her body permanently, her teeth razor sharp and as strong as steel; her body tough. But really could those even be considered downsides?
Everyone I knew is gone. All I have left are these photos.
With the king's war on Tural, Roesia lost the rest of everyone she knew. She had diligently kept notes, photographs of her ‘brothers and sisters’ yet every time she looked at them she couldn't even remember them. She felt so suddenly isolated, the conflict and the chaos settling into an eerie calm where she had no idea who she was or what she should be doing. Part time work at the Thunderyards, slaying monsters. It was all she knew what to do.. At least the Arcadion would be opening soon..
