Origin of Asura

[Asura]

-I guess I might post something to show why my character hates the angels as he does. Any angel can post in this. Note I am NOT a fallen one in this yet *cough haku cough*-
*13 years ago*
Asura is returning home from... Whatever it is a 7 year old angel does. He enters his house in the holy city to find his mother and father fighting... Again. He cared for only his mother in the world and he hated his father. That's when it happened. His father struck his mother. His mother Elissa then kicked him out of the house saying "GET OUT AND NEVER COME BACK!!! EVER!" Elissa noticed Asura watching and told him to go to his room. Instead of listening he ran after his father with a kitchen knife raised. His father didn't notice him and kept walking. Asura stabbed his father in the back 13 times exactly. He yelled at him "You deserve this father. You have always been abusive and never did anything for this family. And you have the nerve to touch my mother." He walked away from the dead body of his father and walked back to a mortified Elissa. She did nothing but walked away slowly.

[Asura]

* 5 years later*
Asura's 12th birthday. This was the day that every male in his family inherited the family sword. He has used a sword before, and has trained with his older sister many of times. His mother presented it to him. "Uh... I-I don't know what to say! Wow!" He said as he took the sword by its hilt and weighed it. It was a silver sword that was first forged by his ancestors. It had a history to it, and he was sure to take care of it. His mother told him he could only use the sword in a time of dire need, otherwise just use simple steel ones. He agreed and went on with birthday affairs. One of his friends told him to meet him outside. He stood outside in the heat and exclaimed "what are we doing out here?" The friend told him that he wanted to schedule a meeting 3 days later to talk about something. Asura didn't know what they were planning but he just went along with it and went back inside.

[Asura]

*3 days later*
Asura net up with his buddy in a park. He went alone, which was a big mistake. The kid walked up to him and said "Wanna play?" he said dementedly. "Uh... Sure I guess. What is the park for?" The kid said "The rules are simple: Whoever dies first loses." This came as a shock to Asura. "WHAT THE HELL?!!!" He knew he shouldn't say that, but he did. "You need redemption for killing your father so long ago. You will either get your retribution now or later. I suggest now." He tossed a knife on the ground and told Asura to pick it up, as he had his own. Asura obliged but was unsure of what to do. "What. The hell. Is wrong with you." The boy dashed at him ready to cut. He knew his training had payed off with his sister. Asura sidestepped and subconsciously stabbed him in the back. He didn't mean to do it. It was self-defense. He wouldn't be punished for that... Right? Asura ran back home after dropping the knife. His mother waited for him at the door. "I guess you survived..." she said coldly to him. "What!!? You knew about that psycho!!!?" Asura couldn't believe what he just heard. His mother planned for his own death. "Your father didn't deserve to die you know. He just needed some time to realize his actions. I realize that now." "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU MOTHER? I wish for nothing but the best of you. I wish for you to live a happy life. AND THIS IS WHAT I GET? MY OWN DEATH???" He tried to back up but his sister blocked off the door. She had the family sword in her hand. "That's mine. Why does she have that?" His mother replied, "You don't deserve it child. Now leave my sight." she said pointing to Asura's room with the door open.

[Asura]

*later that night*
Asura slit his mothers throat in her sleep. "Redemption..." He muttered to himself. He spat on his mothers body and walked to his sisters room. He picked up the family sword and drove it through her chest. He left his house knowing that a family friend would be there tommorow... He always had visitors. Afterward he just wondered what to do... He had no source of money... No source of protection... And he could trust no one at this point. Who knows how many people were in on this. He just kept his sword he usually used for training with his dead sister with him in case of more people who wanted him dead. He went to a church and decided to pray. Perhaps the creator (OOC idk what is our God in IH) would forgive him. As he reached there he spotted what looked like a human. His first thought was how he got in the holy city, his second thought was why was he here at the church? "Hello. May I ask who you are?" The boy didn't say anything and just sat where he was. He seemed to be scolding the invisible person standing in front of the church. -Yeah. This guy is loony- Asura thought. "Anything you need kid?" The boy looked at Asura with a cold stare and said nothing. Asura bypassed the whole praying thought because something said he didn't wanna be near that guy. He just walked around looking for someone that didn't look like get wanted to kill him and would try to accept him for being a murderer. He didn't care for any type of imprisonment, for he would gladly accept responsibility for his actions.

[Asura]

*5 days later*
Asura was not sure how much longer he could take of this. He had no food or money and he was basically surviving off of pure will to live. To make matters worse he kept seeing that odd boy that was glaring at... Nothing from a few nights back. Asura asked him to leave him alone but all he ever got was an evil glare. Asura was just waiting for someone to take him into imprisonment. "I can't take this much longer..." As always wherever he was that boy seemed to be there. "I can help you with your predicament. You want (enter IH God here) to forgive you. I can help with that" Asura didn't want to trust this kid but it seemed legitimate. "H-how will you do that?" "Just run a few errands for me. Start by delivering this pie to that man right there." He said as he pointed to a man running a pie shop. "Two questions: One how does running errands help me in my situation? Two why do I need to deliver a pie to a man that runs a shop for pies?" The boy said nothing and gave him his little glare again. Asura jut obliged and gave the man the pie. He was happy to accept it and gave Asura a couple silver pieces. "You see? You have money now. Buy you some food. We can get to another good deed later..." The boy laughed as Asura went around looking for a good food place. Something gave him the impression that he didn't wanna buy a pie from that guy. What Asura didn't know was that later that night the pie shop owner died of some strange reason. Last words that were recorded was him saying the words "evil little kid"

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