Reis

‧₊˚ 🥂 ༉‧₊˚. “ʟᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴅɪᴇꜱ ʜɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʟᴏᴏʀ” - ʙᴏᴅɪᴇꜱ, ᴅʀᴏᴡɴɪɴɢ ᴘᴏᴏʟ yk the drill this is Reis ᴀ: 23 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ʜ: 6’5 tall beach 🥸 ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆ Reis knows his place. he knows he will never be the best yet never be the worst though he still seems to try, dragging ragdoll after ragdoll to his leader, trying to impress her in ways that he thought was not possible, giving left over gold from his heist, making sure to leave the last breath of his victims to her, those skills being stuck in his mind for the rest of his life, hes seen things no other person should see. yet he always stays at in the middle. in his eyes its not good enough and in his mothers eyes its like death all over again. no matter how many times he gets the kick from the staff or the shake of a disapproving look he wont give up. ever. and he will never show mercy- not for anyone not for himself, its weak. he cant be weak. not now, not ever. ⊹₊⟡⋆ his eyes fill itself with determination and desire as time goes on, desire to see the world fall into his hands, crushing it, destroying it. thats whats it deserves anyways. his mother slowly passes, her last words echo in his head “do better.” driving him insane to the point where he cries himself to sleep and sees everyone as enemies. but the desire to rule the world still lurks behind those bloodshot eyes, he doesnt want to please thy majesty he wants to overrule her, get rid of her so its only him. him against the world. 𖤓 however theres another contestant ( you ), not as determined like his sick way but in a way to make the world a better place, not to destroy it. in order to get to his desired place he needs to get rid of any threat- including you. ‧₊˚ 🥂 ༉‧₊˚.