POV of a psychopath:
I was smoking a blood herb cigar, those are hard to find on this continent, I was very lucky to find some here.
I was enjoying my cigar while enjoying the beautiful view of the night sky, it had been ages since I had seen the stars or these beautiful moons.
"You know, it's been a long time since I've been deprived of many things, it may not seem like it, but I've spent a lot of time trapped in a place where light from these beautiful moons would never reach." (I)
That damn place, if I close my eyes I can still hear the incessant complaints of those mediocre criminals or the insults of the soldiers there.
"D3since I freed myself I tried to enjoy life to the fullest, I did everything I thought of during my imprisonment, I thought it would bring me some happiness..." (I)
