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    "When did it become easy for you? When did you stop caring? ….About taking people's lives?" Cassian asked, voice low and barely stirring the air. He watched his Elezen companion with an alert gaze, golden eyes searching his face.
    Silvaire was silent for a long moment, eyes fixed on the horizon as he contemplated the answer.
    "The day my parents, partaken of dragon blood, destroyed the homes and lives of the people I cared about."
    Silvaire gritted his teeth, brow furrowing at the bloody memories.
    "They transformed before my eyes, the forms of the people I once loved more than life itself shifting into giant, murderous, scaled beasts. With fire and fury they descended on our home," Silvaire recounted the story, clenching his fist dangerously. "And murdered our neighbors, our cousins, our friends. They ripped them apart and let them burn in the flames. And all I could do was watch…as the lives of the people I cared about were taken from me."
    "'Justice,' they called it," the silver dragoon growled, his voice thick with resentment. "Tell me, where is the justice in murdering souls who never did any wrong? If they did not care- did not hesitate- to kill the innocent, then why should I regret killing those who deserve it? They showed them no mercy. Why should I have any?"
    Cassian listened to his story, watchful eyes never leaving him once. When he concluded, the smallest smirk crossed Cassian's lips and he let out a chuckle.
    "It's always that, isn't it?" the half-breed shook his head in bitterly amused anger. "It's always people hurting others, people hurting each other and themselves and us that sparks that ruthlessness."
    "They always have to break us for us to be the way we are."
    Silvaire didn't respond, but the bob of the Adam's apple in his throat and faint trembling of his hands betrayed his emotion and agreement.



Two angsty dragoons share their tragic backstories and bond over their shitty lives
I wanted to try and make an illustration that would look like a movie/anime screenshot and I'm quite proud of it!! Cassian (pink cat man) and Silvaire (silver elf boy) are ocs of mine and a part of my ffxiv story. This scene takes place during Heavensward, at a time when Cassian, the warrior of light, and Silvaire, Ishgard's silver lance, are both at a huge mental/emotional low in their lives. Having previously hated each others guts they end up have a bonding moment in the frigid landscape of Coerthas, where Silvaire reveals his secret to Cassian.
Silvaire is a respected dragoon with a secret; his parents were heretics who'd drank dragon blood and forced their child to do the same. The parents destroyed their hometown on behalf of the heretics while young Silvaire, having no understanding of the conflict, watched as his home burned. In the aftermath of the destruction, young Silvaire was rescued by Ishgardian knights and has been forced to keep his draconic traits underwraps, lest he accused to heresy and killed. He's had a rough life and he found himself eventually confiding in Cassian, the only other person he's met who could understand- and relate to- his hardships.

That's about it for now, hope ya'll like my edgy little ocs hehe
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Art © MidoriEmerald
Characters © MidoriEmerald
Story © MidoriEmerald

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All artwork, characters, writing, designs, and original material is © to MidoriEmerald. Please do no not copy, trace, edit, crop, alter, re-distribute, claim as your own, or use in any way. Thank you.

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    "When did it become easy for you? When did you stop caring? ….About taking people's lives?" Cassian asked, voice low and barely stirring the air. He watched his Elezen companion with an alert gaze, golden eyes searching his face.
    Silvaire was silent for a long moment, eyes fixed on the horizon as he contemplated the answer.
    "The day my parents, partaken of dragon blood, destroyed the homes and lives of the people I cared about."
    Silvaire gritted his teeth, brow furrowing at the bloody memories.
    "They transformed before my eyes, the forms of the people I once loved more than life itself shifting into giant, murderous, scaled beasts. With fire and fury they descended on our home," Silvaire recounted the story, clenching his fist dangerously. "And murdered our neighbors, our cousins, our friends. They ripped them apart and let them burn in the flames. And all I could do was watch…as the lives of the people I cared about were taken from me."
    "'Justice,' they called it," the silver dragoon growled, his voice thick with resentment. "Tell me, where is the justice in murdering souls who never did any wrong? If they did not care- did not hesitate- to kill the innocent, then why should I regret killing those who deserve it? They showed them no mercy. Why should I have any?"
    Cassian listened to his story, watchful eyes never leaving him once. When he concluded, the smallest smirk crossed Cassian's lips and he let out a chuckle.
    "It's always that, isn't it?" the half-breed shook his head in bitterly amused anger. "It's always people hurting others, people hurting each other and themselves and us that sparks that ruthlessness."
    "They always have to break us for us to be the way we are."
    Silvaire didn't respond, but the bob of the Adam's apple in his throat and faint trembling of his hands betrayed his emotion and agreement.



Two angsty dragoons share their tragic backstories and bond over their shitty lives
I wanted to try and make an illustration that would look like a movie/anime screenshot and I'm quite proud of it!! Cassian (pink cat man) and Silvaire (silver elf boy) are ocs of mine and a part of my ffxiv story. This scene takes place during Heavensward, at a time when Cassian, the warrior of light, and Silvaire, Ishgard's silver lance, are both at a huge mental/emotional low in their lives. Having previously hated each others guts they end up have a bonding moment in the frigid landscape of Coerthas, where Silvaire reveals his secret to Cassian.
Silvaire is a respected dragoon with a secret; his parents were heretics who'd drank dragon blood and forced their child to do the same. The parents destroyed their hometown on behalf of the heretics while young Silvaire, having no understanding of the conflict, watched as his home burned. In the aftermath of the destruction, young Silvaire was rescued by Ishgardian knights and has been forced to keep his draconic traits underwraps, lest he accused to heresy and killed. He's had a rough life and he found himself eventually confiding in Cassian, the only other person he's met who could understand- and relate to- his hardships.

That's about it for now, hope ya'll like my edgy little ocs hehe
------------------------------

Art © MidoriEmerald
Characters © MidoriEmerald
Story © MidoriEmerald

-------

All artwork, characters, writing, designs, and original material is © to MidoriEmerald. Please do no not copy, trace, edit, crop, alter, re-distribute, claim as your own, or use in any way. Thank you.