Sometimes it's so bad that the concept of love is that foreign for this man. Unknown. The understanding and experience of such comfort is supposed to be given, not something he need to struggle to earn. It is painful how he grew up and live his life without a lasting company, not just in romantic relationship but also friendship, among many others.
It's hard.
Growing up, Kim Rok Soo learned and understood more. He accept more. He is stoic and cynical, a smartass bastard, but there's defeatism and anxiety rooted deep within him from resignation to his fate.
The happiness in his life was always short-lived, cut-short. Holding on at arm's length before crumbling apart once he dared to try and embrace it.
Solitude had been the closest company that won't hurt him, because he is alone, and he is the most familiar with this mindset for too long.
Kim Rok Soo would hate the concept of change more than anyone. The negative change happening too often he'd become accustomed.
What was the first change? His parents' death. The car accident that happened one day and giving birth to more changes his toddler self never been able to adapt nor adjust.
The next change, and the next changes afterward posed anything but comfort.
Kim Rok Soo's biggest change he both grateful and vengeful with would be the apocalypse.
He met people, then. The actual people who now on the same ground as him. Running for survival, crawling in desperation and faced helplessness and pain on daily basis.
Just like him.
There's a darker essence from his wounded inner self. Because it is harder to see ahead and witness how many people out there living their lives, how those people are incomparably happier than him. How they're contented with their lives that he would never be.
It is easier to look down than to look up.
This, would be a change Kim Rok Soo found easiest to accept. He is a coward in this context, a trash who yearn for people's pain because otherwise, he is alone in his own pain.
And that's why. That's why. The first positive change was too foreign, too strange, too alien to face.
How big would the realization become? How hard would it punch him in the face that Oh. Oh. It did not hurt. It did not need to hurt.
People's company did not hurt, not being alone is actually better, being on the same vicinity with the laugh and smile is not that bad.
Everytime there's positive change would be every time he feels conflicted.
Since he expected it. The downfall.
And how many times these downfalls had justified his doubts and fears? How many times had it taught him that love and comfort are superficial and short-lived?
The aversion is now too strong. The confusion is now too big. The wound is too magnanimous the speck of comfort a laughable clown in comparison.
But the fact that he still hold them close is everything. That he acknowledged the positive changes are comfortable and warm, and that he'll hide his rooten mind to comfort his hollow heart for these temporary love and affection he chanced to experience.
This man is not oblivious, he is a man fearful of acknowledgement and affirmation.
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Seeing others thirst over your male characters makes me feel better since I thought I was the only one. Now tell me about this new guy with the scars I need to know for sinful reasons
Oh yeah, no. You definitely aren’t alone with this and I’m honored for that ♡!!! Bahaha yes yes, I can tell you about Aedric! Please enjoy xoxo and thank you for the love ♡ ♡ ♡ I added pieces with Zevlor so you can get a feel for his character as well.
Aedric was actually created pre Lofn since he was introduced fairly early in our DnD campaign. He and his little brother were orphans that were taken in by Lynnania (Lofn’s mother the Queen). Aka her first two children despite not being of her blood. Unfortunately Aedric’s little brother passed.
When it comes to Zevlor, the two had a very rocky start and Aedric never liked the idea of his sister being with some washed up hellrider that couldn’t even protect his own people… During Lofn’s childbirth, as she was struggling to give birth and her screams could be heard, Aedric was pacing next to her angrily.
As Zevlor rushed into the chambers to be with his beloved, Aedric immediately drew his blade and held the sharp edge against Zevlor’s throat, growling- threatening, “Should she die, I will ensure you spend every waking moment haunted by the knowledge that her blood is on your hands thanks to that child you sowed inside her.”
It was only when the two went into battle and had to cover one another did Aedric begin to trust and respect Zevlor. And when Zevlor eventually killed Aradin that’s when Aedric finally accepted Zevlor. Hehehe ooops spoiler.
One time when Zevlor returned back to the castle, his form bloodied, his men trailing behind in a similar state. Aedric leaned against a wall, eyes narrowed as he listened... Watching as Lofn demanded what happened.
Zevlor’s gaze flickered to one of his men, his jaw clenched, an arm encircling Lofn as his other curled into a fist, “you fool! We were all nearly slaughtered because of your incompetence!”
Aedric pushed off the wall and quickly swept Lofn up, carrying her out from the room before locking her out. The air was thick as he turned, his eyes dark as he strode towards the accused man. The sound of his blade leaving its sheath before striking down the man that nearly got Zevlor killed…
Due to being raised by Lynnania and spending much of his time with her before her actual children were born he took on many of her traits. He’s ruthless, cold blooded, and does not hesitate to eliminate those he sees as obstacles. His actions often include lethal force, whether in battle or political maneuvering.
He tends to operate in shades of gray, making decisions that can be remorseless but always has his family & the people of Thay in mind. The people of Thay recognize Aedric as an incredibly skilled and deadly warrior as well as a capable diplomat, having help negotiate a peace treaty with a neighboring kingdom.
Aedric is known for his stoicism and dry wit- he often comes across as gruff and serious, but has moments where he’s humorous and has his guard down where he reveals deeper emotions.
Lofn and Aedric are extremely close, for example, when Lofn was little she often sought Aedric and Signa (her eldest blood brother) out. She would always cling to Aedric’s leg whenever they walked around the palace, and at times she’d even step on his toes so that he could walk around with her on his feet. During nights where terrible dreams haunted her she was usually found dragging Signa to Aedric’s room so that she could crawl in bed with him and have them both read her stories until she fell back asleep (though tired they didn’t mind doing this for her <3)
After proving himself worthy, Aedric gained the blessing of and became the rider of the third largest dragon in Thay, the Ancient Black Dragon.
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