This is my domain

    I’m going to write a drabble of Kyra caring for her babies.

    True...

    I want to send people meme’s but some of them end up making me wonder if it’d be okay or not seeing how I don’t talk to the person behind the muse. 

    It’s no surprise either that Kyra is no different in her canon than she is in her ffxiv verse. She’s cruel, merciless and she can by no means qualify to be any warrior of light or wanted by a god of light. It’s as they say a Dotharl doesn’t stop until death forces them.

    Kyra’s knowledge on how a persons brain and body works is terrifying. Over the thousand years she’s been alive and all the literature she’s consumed, all the people she’s encountered and tortured just to learn how they tick. It is no surprise why she knows how to make someone tick. She knows what buttons to press, how to press them, and how to really dig deep. She’ll come to know someone better than anyone else in their life time in just a few moments compared to the years and years they probably spent with the person.

    She could hear well enough, yes, she could hear the cries and screams of victims dying in the distance but she didn’t put it past the woman. She had that look, one Kyra knew all too well. ‘ Perhaps though you could say you’re just the type who would kill an army out of anger. I would be foolish to put that past you, no matter how little work you did here, those hands are soaked in sweet crimson. ‘ She scoffed. ‘ You may tell me if I’m wrong but we both know I’m not~ ‘

    Don’t let her fool you though, she’s a complete softy with her children. 

♥ *Your choice what to write*

    She’s cut throat and guilty as charged.

    When Kyra antagonizes people by some means of wordplay or physical assault she expects full well to be hit back or assaulted as a result. She does this with prey though, she’ll work them up just to cut them down.