Why I Choose Karavan

[johnne]

I grew up on a simple farm. It was just me, my twin sister Irreana and my father who took it upon himself to raise us both on his own. Mother had died giving birth to us and he often blamed himself for that misfortune. In a way, he saw everything he did as a sort of penitance for the sins that lead to her demise. But he made us feel safe and secure. He provided us a home and taught us the value of faith in Jena. We were happy, too... but that changed.

One day, my father had asked Irreana and me to stay inside and not do any work outside. He wouldn't explain why and I could tell he was greatly disturbed by something. I watched him head out into the field that day to work the land as he usually did. Irreana, who was always more rebellious, decided to defy him. I tried to convince her to obey and stay inside but it was no use. The horror I witnessed that day still haunts me. I watched in shock as the Kami came and slaughtered them both.

It is that memory that still burns in my mind... and fuels the fires of contempt that I hold for every follower of theirs that I see. They will pay for what they took from me. One day, their deaths will be avenged and I will stop at nothing to see that happen.

((Every story has two sides... this is just one.))