While I was still good, my mother and father came and I met them again for the first time after the black mass had stolen me from them. My mother was kind, she was not angry I wasn’t following in her footsteps. She loved me and was just happy to find that I was alive and doing well.

My father was a different story, he tried to kill me since I wasn’t evil. When he found he didn't have it in him to kill me, he had me submit to his will and join him in evil. He felt bad for making me submit and sent me off to be with my mother instead. None of this was his fault though, he had been brainwashed for many years by the shinobi. Deep inside he still loved me and was also glad to find me alive and well.

After I left good, I went back to bowing to Pythas. Evil appreciated me. At first I had one goal in mind, worship Pythas and look good while doing it. I was obviously great at this as I caught Amir’s eye. He was so sweet, he got mad when an angry goblin man tried to chase me down and kill me. Amir and I got married despite the now FORMER Emperor telling his subjects “you must stop this wedding!” Perhaps someone cursed Damen for saying that and that’s why he lost the south to the dragons…

Anyway, evils didn’t want me to change. They wanted me to embrace the evil I was brought up to do all those years ago by NannyDoom. And so I did that and it was great! I found more satisfaction and power from evil than what good would ever offer to a vulture. So now I have a goal, become more evil than Melkor himself.

Epico.