#Hiromiko’s backstory

[thedarkstar-ffxiv]

The Untold Truth. Part I.

Maybe she had been doomed from the start, had her sins from a past life been so grand that they would haunt her in this one? If that was true then the monster that she once was would only prove useful in this life forever shaping her into the dark star she would become.

Born to the Tsukino clan, Hiromiko would know not what warmth was from her family. Her parents taking up the role of caretaker, not mother and father but maintaining the titles. Birthing her not from the pure love most did but greed. The desire to have an hire for the clan. The strongest child possible to lead the family once their time had come. Her mother selected to provide such traits that would carry into her offspring to provide the best the clan could receive. She never wanted to have a child but it was her duty to do so, a bloodline obsessed with having the strongest children in the art of magic.

Her youth was mostly spend studying. Learning to control her aether and other skills that would shape her into what her family wanted her to be, the only thing she was allowed to enjoy was the time she spend with her mother practicing the art of flowering arranging but this too was just another thing she had to learn but luckily this was sometimes she actually enjoyed.

Due to her fathers harsh rule Hiromiko was also not allowed friends besides the company of her younger brother having little interaction with other children, that was until she was allowed to spend time with a boy who often came to her families estate with his lord. At the time Hiromiko didn’t know the boy was a slave but even so it didn’t seem a subject the adults would willingly bring up. They would play together. Silly games and she adored it so, every moment she spend with him was one she would remember till her last days. A time where she was allowed to make mistakes, get dirty and enjoy herself. It took some time for her to open up to him in the beginning but their friendship soon grew.

Sadly, their childhood games would soon come to an end. On the day of her fifthteenth name day Hiromiko discovered the plans her father had made. Plans for her own feature and until this point she willingly took the ambuse, the beatings, the coldness that never left her bones from this house but upon his order something snapped within her. Words she never spoke softly came from her blue lips, no.

At first her voice was so small no one took notice but then it grew into a scream so loud the whole room was silent. Never had her voice been so loud before. That was until she gathered all the aether within her body and lashed out against the man she called father, nearly killing him. Fearful of the punishment of such an act against him and her family Hiromiko fled. Her feet carrying her out into the dead of night with no where to go but anywhere else was better then there, or so she thought.