Mother was a rolling stone,
his father grew moss at home,
harboring hatred and anger,
for his wifes infidelity.
The son was shunned.
a life of abuse
the sex trade though,
had him in mind for use.
confused he turned in,
Into the vices of Calistria,
into passionless passion.
into his revenge.
Calistria taught him all,
his father knew it not,
and the angels would weep..
if they knew of his fall.
On he pursued,
his quest most malicious,
to strength and riches,
in part thanks, to Vors the Viscious.
