Derrick
I’m just about ready to leave for the day when Alisa knocks on my door and walks in without waiting for an invitation.
I’m beyond angry with her. She really decided to push every single one of my buttons today. First by playing around with the soul eater, parading in her underwear in front of everyone, and then my accusing me of not doing enough for the orphans.
The problem wasn’t so much that she said it. It angered me because she was partly right. I have grown numb to it all. The horror, the suffering, the pain, the death. I’ve seen too much of it. The only way to survive is to pretend it didn't happened.
But I was also right. Forcing the wolves to give up their religion, their entire identity, to follow my Goddess and my rules, won’t get me anywhere, and I won’t be saving an
