@hyper-light Karma Starter (good luck)
It was something stupid. Dropping his only bottle of whiskey he had found since getting here, the damn thing shattering over the ground and the strong liquid he desired absorbing into the concrete. It really was something stupid to get angry about. Childish, even, as if he threw a fit. It was enough to tear himself apart over, though.
The initial roar echoed rather far, growing from high pitched to something deep and guttural, enough to shake the foundations of broken and destroyed buildings that already littered Radiale. This would be Karma’s first experience in a city that felt wrong. He didn’t like that, especially when the first citizen he came across wasn’t actually phased by his presence. No matter how much he snapped at them, there was no reaction. Spending his time running down the streets, biting at anything that moved, well... Someone would have to react, wouldn’t they?
