Warrior Cats Online - The pure need to watch the world burn

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The pure need to watch the world burn

Buckthorn
( https://pin.it/osnzcuvu3373w4 pic from Maine coon guide)
“ There’s nothing special about being born. Not a thing. Most of the universe is just death, nothing more. In this universe of ours, the birth of a new life on some corner of our planet is nothing but a tiny, insignificant flash. Death is a normal thing. So why live?”
From the day he was born, he was told constantly of who he was, the son of a monster. The monster who forced his mother to be his mate, and her family just let it happy. The relationship was broken and soon fall when dusk fought clan, when he fell in battle was the day he was born... such a horrible thing. He was born on the death of his father and his pelt was almost exactly like his, his mother hated this. He named the kit after the tom that ruined her life and mind, Buckkit... soon he was growing and the mother who was supposed to be there and care for him looked aside. She growled whenever he asked something or even getting closed to crying saying “ Why did you had to become such a monster?” It hurt him, he was alone, the kits spat at him and the other queens ignored him. He was alone... yet he didn’t feel anything it was just... in the way.
He from than on didn’t cry, he didn’t beg or whine. He was just there, like a robot. He didn’t say anything he just.. lived. Soon came his time to become a apprentice he of course didn’t feel anything towards this just ... a empty feeling.
His mentor tortured him, pushed him and spat everytime they were alone, soon scars covered his body from the training and soon.. he was pushed too far. He snapped and fought back blinding his mentor... and it gave him a new... rush. He felt something and he .. wanted more. Soon came his warrior ceremony and he was named after his father thornblaze, but he wasn’t happy or excited about it. He was thinking, his mind rushed, his heart beat with a purpose and a pure need to feel that rush again. Soon came a idea Than it became real, he on the fourth day after earning his name, he began to fake his expressions, he wore a mask and faked smiles, anger, sadness he faked every emotion, every face he made. Was just a mask and it worked, it worked so well his own mother the one who pushed him away finally asked him to join him. But fate is always cruel, he put the plan he had into reality and with one push and the fall of the mask that fooled the one who gave him life. She was gone and all he felt.... was pure rage.
Why? Well.. she smiled at him as she fell a smile so bright and kind.. it was almost like she knew he was going to kill her. This angered him, and now he was finally alone.. how annoying.
Eventually, after making her death seem like a careless mistake he ignored the words hissed at him everyday as if they knew that he did it yet they had no proof some who believed in his lies and fake smiles defended him but he never defended himself.. he saw it as a waste of time.
Soon one day he experienced a new rush, after a normal patrol he found a riverclan warrior, a beautiful female with a kind smile and a open heart.. not for long. He used his mask and soon she fell for him and he spoke lies, he said he cared about her that he loved her and nothing can bring them apart than came the kittypet a male at that. Oh such lies he spoke, such smiles and purrs he faked she found them and he denied nothing, he spoke, they cried and called him a monster... such a rush it was. Soon he grew bored and annoyed by his clan mates of thunderclan and began to leave the clan he knew and soon hit the city. He found a rouge that taught him life within the city, he was a good man, straight forward, tough, old yes but wise. He was the only cat he actually wanted to be with than again fate is so cruel, the old man was targeted by some bad cats and he and the old fool was attacked suddenly just recently, he is now left laying in some alleyway injured, bleeding with a dead old body in front of him.
With this comes a choice, a deal one might even say.
If you choose to save him or if makes it on his own. They are two paths in front of him clear as day now,
Should he use this second chance to become better or worse?
Should he follow the path of stars or straight to the dark forest?
Not my choice it’s yours.

Roles y’all can make,
Be it a victim of his mask, a love interest that makes him feel or a brother perhaps sister that will show him the way.
As long as it’s good for him I will accept
Fourms y’all can do whatever you want with that.

Those that may be interested

@Celestial
@hiraeth
@Rubinaito
@.:Blue Wishes:.
@Teggy