Doing my kind of job, it makes one really lonely to be honest. I never related with other mercenaries, they never take me seriously since im a nevrean male and they are not known for their strenght even if i told them im irregular and was born with a tougher body than them. They just said i was a freak from a species of whores, it took every fibers of my body not to cut that arrogant piece of shit in half.


We might be seen as inferior still, it is far from worst than before where none of us could get an actual job somewhere. Now male can do whatever they want while female still struggles, one of the most powerful person in this city is Carmina, a female Nevrean who is even allied with Yael another dangerous crimelord. Most females either end up in the military, gets a job or end up as Outer city bandits.


I thought about joining their organization but outer city is more of a crew that follows the strongest, and whatever they get they must give to their leader or they end up beaten to an inch of death. I don't need that kind of alliance, which is rich coming from one who worked for Carmina and had to deal with the leader of Outer city. The old one was a horrible person, it was more of a homeless person than a leader, the stench never went out my memories. The newer one seemed less bad but she was still ruthless, she alone beat to submission the bandits , she is not one to piss off. Especially after they got married, now its like walking on eggshell near them.



I don't work for her anymore like before but i am obligated to accept any task she has for me, i am branded after all. My black sclera means one of her goons forever, some tried to remove it but went blind and then vanished, so it is better to play along then go against her.



When i feel upside down, i like to visit the park near her casino, it is the only place of nature where monsters won't try to rip you to pieces. A place where i can be alone and have a clear conscience, the cold wind, the silence and the snow falling slowly to the ground... feels like home in a way.



We live one day at a time, never knowing what tommorrow will bring, i am hoping to eventually settle down, find my own place to live and never have to risk my neck again, but another sadistic side of me wants more action, more risk taking... More fight against a target or monsters... ah well maybe one day i'll be free of that addiction, until then may my weapon kill my foe and allow me to live through another fight.

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