About this Demon of War
First off, I'd like to say that I love this site, I've been an active member since 2004, just not on this account. I'm a 20 year old man, living out on my own with my brother, I love to play World of Warcraft with my friends and family, and I do so enjoy simply laying back and watching things. Observing, as I call it - mostly of a screen or of nature itself.
Now, on to the detailed description.
I am a simple kind of man, with the needs that are only human - desires to be fulfilled, and the like. I generally do what I please, and that usually is alright with the general populace, but the few who have problems with me are easily and quickly dealt with.
I have very few things about me I find are extraordinary, or at least unique. Others claim that I have a heart of gold, and that I am by far one of the most caring people ever known, besides those who truly took care of them. I have a love for nature that is only borne from understanding of the need for it, the resources available from it's bounty and the caring taken to preserve it.
I like to Roleplay, and I care for those around me with the heart only that of a truly good man could have. I can always immerse myself into an entirely different world inside the pages of a book, and I have no issue with expressing my emotions with my language and my limited art.
I find myself caring for everyone I consider friend, and sometimes even those who are not my friend - simply because it's a void to be filled. I care for the world, and it pains me to see our kind being so poorly taken care of by our leaders, how they only see their own needs instead of the needs of others.
My emotions can only be expressed in an extreme fashion, because my heart becomes unable to express how I feel by simply speaking - I must add flare to the expression of my emotion because it inspires me. Emotion powers my actions and my language, my soul and my mind. If emotion were to be allowed to take form, mine would be that of the elements, as nature would have it.
And finally..my love. My love is expressed in such a way that poetry is the only way to express it. Any other fashion of expression, to me, is beyond blasphemous - it would only be comparable to stabbing myself in the heart until it stops beating and bleeding. My love for another is almost impossible to find, but once found it is a hard thing to let go, and disastrous once broken.
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