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Kaine_724

The

Glacier Tigrean
Owner:

Age: 2 years, 11 months, 4 weeks

Born: May 22nd, 2010

Adopted: 2 years, 11 months, 4 weeks ago

Adopted: May 22nd, 2010

Statistics

Level: 1
Strength: 10
Defense: 10
Speed: 10
Health: 10
HP: 10/10
Intelligence: 0
Books Read: 0
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Unemployed

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Name: Kain
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Occupation: Psychiatrist
Species: Glacier Tigrean
Full Name: Dr. Kain Giuseppe Curtiss
Relationship Status: Married to Kaylei

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h i s t oh are y

In the night, that town where I grew up is filled with brilliant light with just a touch of the scent of fresh anesthetic in the operating room. The amusing part? It's past 2 AM, and I still can't sleep. Everything is changing so fast. The stove is out of wood and the pit of my stomach is on absolute fire. If everything in my life really is such a lie, then it really would be better than it is now. I can't tell you mum, I can't tell you of all those times I dreamt of wrapping my hands around your neck. Probably on an early afternoon, in the living room with the light trickling in from the windows. It's twisted really. I dreamt, with eyes full of tears of cinching your narrow throat until you couldn't breathe anymore.

I wanted, for as long as I can remember, to just push myself enough to let everything go. To forget you, forget dad…forget sis. It was hard. You two were happily married, except for the fact you each had your respective affairs. Yeah, I knew about that. Emm was lucky to be your biological child, at least she looks it. She's not a child of your lover, is she mum? But it wasn't as though I could leave. I dreamed of it. I dreamed of leaving. But that little child that little brat held me back. Her anguished voice whenever I would leave for class, the bruises I would find on her from school yard scuffles you never kissed. I was the one she clung to in her nightmares. And I was only 15. That wasn't my job, now was it mum?

You never struck us, not directly. But you've got a killer aim when you're drunk.

I left, eventually. Life of privilege, child from a good home. When you live in that place, you never get a call from child services. There's always too much money involved. When you sent sis away after I left, when you broke the last bit of her, did you mean to? Probably. Children weren't ever on your lifetime want list. I went to college. I got a degree. Went to Med School. Got another degree. Did my residency. You know, all those good son things. You showed up at the ceremony at the end of my residency. Good for you. Good for you.

That's when I went to that place. My first job out of my residency. That Asylum, renamed by its patients, and that's where I found my nuclear reactor. I want to dive into it. Don't ask me why I just did. It was beautiful really and when I did dive into it, I was surrounded by a beautiful blue light I had never seen before. I began to realize, the more I indulged in such a crazy activity, that if I dive into the nuclear reactor, then I can let it all go. I can forget those crazy dreams of crushing your windpipe and watching your lips bubble from lack of air. And so I did. Because it's like you always said mother, a world without me is a better world because a world without me has all the gears in place. Or, you would say, that's what you think.

The asylum didn't work out. Crazy butthead and all that business. But I found a flower and the flower came with me in a fancy pot to a new residence. Gang life. Yeah that was short lived. Too many rules, too many restrictions. I couldn't dive into the reactor, there were too many people stopping me. So I found a new one. I found this place and turned it into a version of that asylum but one I could control much more easily. I can have fun here. No restrictions.

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