Ding
[Ragebaiting lv3]
Damon was feeling guilty, really he was. While he was a deplorable person most of the time, he was still someone who felt guilty far too easily.
Looking at things objectively, she hadn't really done anything wrong to him. She didn't kill his stag.
He was acting reckless and bold because he didn't want to give himself any free time or the mental headspace to accept that he had just massacred his whole village.
If he stopped for a moment, the guilt would catch up to him. He knew running was never a good idea because his life had already taught him time without number that running did not help. His actions always caught up to him.
When they did, they either broke him or left him with scars from lessons he refused to learn or accept.
That was just Damon Grey. He was still tired. He still just wanted to close his eyes and go to the one place where pain, sorrow, joy, or anguish did not matter.
